It's the darkness again.
the silence..
the clock ticking...
silence...
tick...
silence...
tick...
silence..
the street sounds....
the pictures...old and new....
the thoughts...good and bad....
scattered and empty.
the conversations....replay and replay...
the unfinished tasks...
the unpaid bills...
my home...
work...
the future...
the tension.
the breathes on the pillow...
the frustration grows.
the anxiety soars.
A small beep. It's 3 am.
Another sleepless night.
I firmly shut my eyes.
8 comments:
sorry :) welcome to the club!
oh....there is an insomnia club?
btw, an interesting post you had today....
I'm sorry you had to go through that....
smile............
we don't say the word insomnia though :)
hashem, sleeping pills
Thanx Mirvat...but no...no sleeping pills....
Less coffee, better understanding of what I'm doing, and why, and a better understanding of how to fit, would help....(I wish...!)
oh yes the insomnia club where we can say insomnia insomnia insomnia until we're all asleep :)
you guys should return to Lebanon.. maybe it's a nostalgia thing? :)
Could be Lebanon, could be anxiety (I experienced this before my trip), could be something missing in one's life...
As for sleeping aids, I personally vote for scotsh whisky or Nyquill ;) I do however like your point of view, Hashem. I hope you will find the answers to whatever is keeping you awake :)
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