Posts tagged ‘insomnia’

inscriptions

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nighttime brings words spoken

only in the dark ~ etched in tears

by voices past and present.

each chapter bleeds the same ~ ~

line after line

page after page…..turning…..always…..until dawn

approaches

and

words begin to fade

.

.

.

February 21, 2015 at 2:48 pm 10 comments

the dark night

~

each ebony sky brings with it

a lonely silence,

which holds dominion over my senses.

it’s grip is painful,

relentless

and

cold ~

~

it leaves me empty inside.

~

~

August 25, 2014 at 4:30 pm 6 comments

to rekindle

a spark can ignite

embers of a memory

my nightmare returns

 

July 14, 2014 at 3:00 pm 9 comments

imprints of a past

˜

˜

memories of hell linger

impressions scar young minds

baggage full of pain

too heavy a burden

˜

˜

May 1, 2014 at 3:27 pm 12 comments

alone

°

°

°

sounds of falling rain

in my lone place of nowhere

a puddle of tears

°

°

°°°°°

rain

parking lot at work – 6am

 

 

March 28, 2014 at 2:26 pm 11 comments

nightly consessions

as we succumb to sleep each night,

she gets 1/3rd

&

i get 2/3rd.

all is comfy and cozy…copacetic

UNTIL

she shakes,

jerks

kicks,

shifts,

stretches,

licks,

cries

and

sighs

THEN

a few hours later,

i am lying awake –

unable to sleep a wink…

exhausted from the nightly battle –

for mattress domination.

as i roll over and look into

the big brown eyes of my opponent,

it seems the tables have turned…

a victor has been proclaimed –

NOW

she has 2/3rd,

&

i

have

1/3rd

New Image

yes, you may think she is cute
but
try sleeping with her…

she usually sleeps on her own bed – oops – i meant her brother’s bed, but the below zero nights have made for a chilly puppy.  i have made an exception and allowed her to go running – oops – i mean sleep with me.  it is nice to know that one of us is keeping up with their exercise in this very cold weather and getting a good night’s sleep.  🙂

February 7, 2014 at 3:39 pm 6 comments

many, many

ξ

there are

so many thoughts twirling in my head

so many words begging to be said

so many tears needing to be shed

so many feelings of worry and dread…

ξ

there is

so many of this

and

so many of that –

how i wish i could turn them off

and

think of nothing

instead.

ξ

ξ

January 20, 2014 at 5:30 pm 22 comments

faithfully

pain

restored

by feelings

and memories.

he sits in my head

staring straight at my soul

with eyes that destroyed my heart

and hands which tore apart my trust.

his unbearable grip gets stronger

on the one who remains faithfully his.

October 3, 2013 at 2:40 pm 16 comments

only one

cold and alone

no hand to hold

just sit and stare

at nothing but air.

dark and quiet

not even a sound.

no one to talk to, whisper to

not a soul around.

i wish he was still here

to make me laugh – feel alive

but

he’s gone

somewhere else

in some other person’s life.

driving

driving to work

October 1, 2013 at 2:45 pm 18 comments

fury of night

streams of sadness fall every night

under an indigo sky

as a thought,

a scent,

a sound, 

a thing –

all

spawn memories of days gone by.

a recollection of walks on a trail

or

staring up at the stars,

laughing at jokes,

swimming laps back and forth

and

hours spent dawdling in the park.

nighttime always stings the most

like a wasp hungry for a sweet.

it’s the loneliness which swells inside

then releases its fury like a beast.

whether lying down or walking the dog

the solitude prevails,

eating away at the soul

and

stabbing the heart

˜

always, always

without

fail.

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˜

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September 27, 2013 at 2:55 pm 13 comments

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