A Simple Insomniac

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There’s restless nights
And the sleepiness fights.

Tossing and turning
With inner thoughts churning.

One blink, an hour goes by
Constantly asking yourself why-oh-why.

All I want is just to sleep
To a place unknown where I won’t make a peep.


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The Tick and The Tock

Poems

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock…
Is the sound of a clock… But there is no clock
So where is it from? What could it be?
Why can I hear it? Is it just me?