Her body is stretched
Ruffles of hair halo her head
Eyes wide open and red
An insomniacs' bed
Is always wrinkle free
No dream-crumpled sheets
Or blissful sleeping in, she's
Like a restless winter breeze

She sifts through her thoughts silently
As they push through wildly
Reliving memories that are violently
Relentless, making it entirely
Impossible to sleep here
And more importantly
Said a single tear,
"Impossible to dream."
Her secret fear