by Phillip Underwood

Created on: January 18, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

Once again
Here I am
Pacing the halls
And checking the T.V.

Once again
Here I am
Climbing the walls
And burning CD's.

Insomnia.

My eyes are so heavy
It's not something I choose
My body it aches
I've got the nighttime blues.

Once again
Here I am
Typing poetry
On this dusty screen.

Once again
Here I am
Unable to sleep
Missing out on my dreams.

Insomnia.

My eyes are so red
I'm easily confused
I'm starting to shake
I've got the nighttime blues.

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