INSOMNIA

The monsters of the night found me,

deep in my they laid their seeds.

Sleep, a luxury I can no longer afford,

is this the end or phase in my life, I’ve grown to abhor?

Once I thrived in the night times

a time when dreams are created and memories cemented,

a time when love holds a candle to our hearts.

Far fetched are all these from me

cause with each night comes new horrors.

I said a prayer in silence,

wishing I’d get a moment with the night I once knew,

but unlike fairy tales where wishes come true,

the night awaits with delight to torment.