i stay up at night
wondering what its like
to fall asleep soundly
and with ease.
to not be kept up
by the daily regrets,
by the incessant questions,
by the ongoing chatter
that is turned on loud
in my head.
there is ruckus,
there is commotion,
there is bedlam
and even a rebellion.
riot, turbulence, uproar, uprising etc.
but cant you see
that all of this is going on in
the battle grounds of my mind.
and all at the late hours of the night.
sleep is not an option,
sleep is never an option.
not for an insomniac like me.
sleep with an insomniac,
see how it feels to watch them
suffer nights on end.
unable to escape the daytime demons,
because they are releasing
the night time one's as well.
my name is maxx
and i am an insomniac.