I choose this over sleep,
I’d choose it any day.

In bed with a laptop,
I am a willing insomniac.

Sitting in the dark,
listening to the rain pour,
and placing words in ways
that no one ever has before.

There’s something magic about it
especially at this hour of the night.

I am alone with me,
and I feel like I’m becoming
who I want to be,
very slowly.

I choose this over sleep,
I’d choose it any day.

In bed with a laptop,
I am a willing insomniac.