Insomnia ticks off

The moments of the dark starlight

Where restless eyes

Fight for closure

Fight to dream

In vain, though,

Release is elusive

The hands on the clock continue their relentless march

Towards awaiting dawn

Dream deprived thoughts

Marinate in a singular desire

For the rest that will not come

Circles of ideas chase tails

To do lists repeated ad nauseam

Until eyes glow red in the darkness

And the break of dawn

Creations resplinant restart

Is met with frustrated tears

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