insomnia!

I need my peace of mind.

Somewhere lost through space and time,

it traps my emotions and capability of sleep

into some strong, wooden sells of negligence.

Forced against an empty pillow,

I seem to suffocate the threads of my memory

that intrude my nightmares just as crystal in sand,

during a thunderstorm in the middle of desert!

The seaside and the world around it,

just cover with roses my intolerant lifeline,

as the tears of my exhaustion

wet my mattress of happiness.

This mattress having been the birth of me

will eventually lead me to decay

while the desire for adventure into the wild

is the only comfort under my stars.

                                                  Irene Asimenou