Oh the joys of an insomniac

Sleeplessness in a state of chaotic confusion, longing to be betwixt an enchanting illusion.. listening to the tinnitus tick, tock in my exasperated ears amidst an engine of monotony with ghastly changing gears

In and out of bed, up and down wandering the long dark cold corridor, I swallow a couple of tablets coz my bamboozled head is sore..whilst I am a worried, wired, wide-awake lost soul.. my over-active imagination runs riot rustling out of control

Not one single wink befalls my bemuddled brain.. as my anxiety levels touch the ceiling and almost drive me insane..Oh the joys of an insomniac whilst I grumble and Groan, tho I find it no great comfort I realise I shall not be alone..tossing, turning, in terrible turmoils of torment.. if only I could have fallen asleep that would have been heaven sent..alas each and every second seems a timelessness of time, cruely caught up in a ridiculous no reason or rhyme