The Sore and itchy eyes, heavy eye lids and the hope of sleep. The sickle light headed feeling, being drunk on awake. The incorrect grammar when chatting to friends on line, The fear of waking up and having a migraine and the regret not getting your full hours only to be rudely woken up by your alarm clock that has cheated you out of your sleep, which feels only like a moment in time, until the cycle starts again.
Splendid in its brevity and powerful expression. I too have suffered the scourge of insomnia. It is a vicious cycle fraught with fits of paranoia and anxiety. Thanks for sharing this wonderful poem. It is a testimony that for all who are struggling through this are not alone.