Night

by Triskiller

Published May 28, 2011

For those of you that didn't know -pretty much all of you- I suffer from insomnia. This poem below explains why I suffer from it.

Night

The quaint and subtle humming of the thoughts inside my head
is ever so apparent in the silence of the dead.
When darkness falls I'm deaf to all
but my head's own restless call.


I wrote this because I couldn't sleep.

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iampaulop
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iampaulop wrote a review Review · May 29, 2011

A a quartet ? Im I right?

I felt your pain. It is night time here and it is a nice
poem to read now. I cant go to sleep because I am thinking of
many things right now.

So Good Night !! :P

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Justagirl
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Justagirl commented Comment · May 29, 2011

Very nice! I didn't see any problems - congrats!!

Keep writing,
Alzora

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Ignatius5453
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Ignatius5453 commented Comment · May 29, 2011

Legen.......



wait for it



.......dary


Good poem, I feel your pain, I used to sleepwalk, not that its as bad as insomnia or anything, but great poem. Keep Writing!

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Triskiller commented Comment · May 29, 2011

Thank you both very much! :D

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freewritersavvy
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freewritersavvy commented Comment · May 28, 2011

*Like*
~FW~

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Sassykat
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Sassykat commented Comment · May 28, 2011

Short, sweet, and to the point: I couldn't ask for more for a poem like this. You got the idea across fantastically. *clicks like* Great job!



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