I lie alone in waking sight
Tortured souls reflect the light
Coming from beneath the door
Tear their faces and beg for more
My lungs are shallow from secondhand smoke
“Deep breath in” I’ll only choke
Mercy mine, oh sweet slumber!
Mangled thoughts, a mere hallucination
Curse, bless me now, O God
Grant placidity in a mind of torment
To leave me in a blissful lull, tickled away,
But Insomnia is here to stay