Oh Insomnia, Let It Rain (My poetry collection.)

Oh, sleepless nights.
The life of an insomniac
is a lonely existence.
When you’re awake, the world is asleep.

I lay awake, my mind wandering
to infinity.
I close my eyes and listen to the lovely sounds of rain,
yet sleep does not come.

I stare into the darkness,
my room silhouetted by the moon.
I think of you and wish you were here so that I could stare at your beautiful face instead.
But you aren’t, and will never be.

So, as the sun rises, I pull my blankets tightly around me and fall asleep.