by Leslie Anderson, Salem Oregon – Andersons of West Hills
Insomnia is new for me in the last couple of years, and I am not a fan, ha ha. Here’s a little something I wrote about it to pass some of those long night time hours.
Thanks for reading along, and I hope you are reading this in the light of day, and that sleep is finding you. I trust that it will find me again soon too.
The dark It's a comfort but lonely I wrestle with an anxious mind Willing myself to go back to sleep But it never comes I wait. I toss. I turn. I think of all the things that bother me In the light of day, I had forgotten But the dark brings them back to mind So I worry them to an extreme The hours tick by I used to sleep so peacefully But now it's a fleeting gift And I am unable to capture the elusive rest I crave Eventually the dawn breaks It's a relief and a nuisance My eyes are tired already And I have a full day ahead I wonder what the next night will bring Will it be a fight Or will rest find me Giving me a break from my weary mind?