Insomnia keeps me up at night, my brain stuck on drivel twenty-four seven.

Every blink taken is like a crack in the window that is my mind.

Letting in the cool breeze of sleep,

Right before it’s disrupted by the heavy rain.

It downpours on me all at once

There’s no breaks, no stops, no nothings in between.

But insomnia my friend, you aren’t always bad.

You keep away the night terrors and the fears of the morrow.

When you finally disappear, on a short vacation

Because let’s face it, you always return.

Your like a lost toy and a forgotten song.