Insomnia is a
terrible sleeplessness
your eyes left glued
open full of uneasiness
denied your dreams
your sleep cycles scream
as you stare at the stucco ceiling
counting all the points
no booze, no pills, no joints.
can help to cure you
no loved one's gentle
words can assure you
what your body craves
makes you a slave
till your dire condition
makes you rant and rave.
each hour devours
all chances of rest
night after night,
body aching depressed
till your mood is filled
with a creepiness
as Hallucinations
haunt and taunt you
and by then only
strong sedation
will bring that relaxation
An I.V. drip that
will let you slip
back into the oblivion
you so badly miss.
But your insomnia usually
comes with a cause
something terrible you’ve done
that forces your sleep to pause
If you’ve smothered your wife’s lover
with your bare hands round his throat
there’s no comfort under covers
any chance for sleep is choked
by those cold fingers of worry
that a knock upon your door
will bring justice in a hurry
Leaving you locked in a jail cell
lying sleepless like before
till you face a cruel injection
that will bring you only brief sleep
till you’re standing at hell’s door.
Those who think they can embezzle
money from a companies funds
beneath sweaty sheets they’ll wrestle
twisted bodies like a pretzel
till they’re caught for what they’ve done
Do the crime and pay piper
whose bagpipes will wail a dirge
turning the guilty into zombies
insomnia it never purges....
why they fell to wrongful urges.
But the worst nights
that will leave you
on a bed of nails
that grieves you
is all those times you’ve
been left loveless
you heart and soul both
filled with numbness
loneliness eats like a cancer
and it’s aching holds no answer
as to why that partner left you
plus all the sweet love
that possessed you
leaving you a king sized bed
that holds no comfort for your head
acres of white sheets left empty
where her perfume still lingers gently
or his warm body offered plenty
now only sleep becomes what’s tempting
but you just lie there all alone....
knowing they’re not coming home
Denied your dreams
your eyes glued open
every phone call leaves you hoping
but it’s just another scammer
as you’re screaming,
“Damn him,” “Damn her.
while nights of sleep
they cruelly hammer
Insomnia’s the devils tool
until the ache for past loves cools
until your heart and soul is schooled
to never let yourself be fooled
but untrue loves but sadly you
know there’s no way to know it’s true
yet still you’ll love again
until insomnia becomes your friend
again...again...again...
and your rest filled nights will end.
Stellar music Composed & played
by-Samir Music Melodist-©-2021
Vocals & lyrics Sung & Written by
Matthew F. Blowers III- ©-2021
At Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
Check out the instrumental version at:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-SXD0bWwVU
