Sleep (Poem)

I can’t sleep,

Panic is hitting,

Who is up while I’m unable to sleep?

Am I the only one who is up when the panic is hitting?

I feel even more alone when the rest of the world is sleeping and I’m unable to sleep.

 

That’s how it felt for many years,

I felt that I couldn’t sleep for many years,

I’m finally sleeping after many years,

I’m even snoring after many years,

Yes, night-time was very lonely for many years.

 

I don’t miss the panic attacks nights where I didn’t sleep,

Yet I wouldn’t change that past,

It’s a past that made me thankful when I’m able to sleep,

I’m grateful for my past,

Most of all, I truly love the feeling when I finally sleep.

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