Anyhoo

Midnight claws at me, relentless and sharp—
Shadows plead, “Lie back,” but I’m too stark
Why can’t I sleep when the dark cradles tight,
Each memory a dagger, glinting under streetlight?

Thoughts race wild, a desperate marathon—
Every silence shattered, my inner peace gone.
Pillows soaked with the sweat of a mind that won’t keep,
In this echo chamber of whispers, why can’t I sleep?

Moon stares coldly, an indifferent judge,
My solitude’s crowded, thoughts refuse to budge.
Night promised rest, now it’s a cliff too steep,
In this sea of stillness, why can’t I sleep?

Others find their escape, slipping into the dream,
While I stand guard over my restless regime.
My heart a riot, loud then soft, it weeps—
In this battlefield of calm, why can’t I sleep?

Stars mock me with their serene, icy glow,
Their distant comfort sharp as sorrow’s arrow.
They watch me unravel, into the night I seep,
Beneath their indifferent gaze, why can’t I sleep?

Dawn threatens to expose, reveal my fray,
I’m not ready for the truth daylight will say.
With the morning’s glare, into my room it’ll creep—
Why can’t I sleep, when all I want is peace?