Insomnia

I CANT SLEEP. It is all quiet in my house not a peep and you would think it would lend to sleep. To slumber so deep in a land so free, but oh no not someone like me. It is three am and I can not sleep. The Insomnia is taking me over and I CANT SLEEP!!!

Dark Place

Sometimes I live in a deep dark place and I don't want anyone in my space. I am working through things in my own way don't take offense, just stay away. Your prodding and your questions are driving me nuts. Sometimes I want to cry and sometimes I must. But in this place is space to heal, like a wound with a bandaid, do not peel. Let free to be me and hurt and work through. I hate to say this, but it ain't about you. My space is for me no matter what you want to see, just leave me be so I can work through it to be free. Sometimes I live in a deep dark place and hopefully this time I will emerge with a new face.

Missing You

You were new and now your gone. I miss you. I have spoken to you, but not too long. I miss you. You jokes and words of wisdom, the fun times we share. I miss you. Your busy I know and I would never let you know that I wish you had more time for me. I miss you. Can you see that you mean a lot. I miss you. Your lack of presence is a deafening silence. I miss you. So much is going on that I want to share and it really sucks that your not here. I miss you. I know this poem you probably won't read, and if you do you won't know its you, but if you happen to figure it out I just want to say. I miss you.