Insomnia

"Wake up"
As the air whispers,
Amidst the night silence, deafening by the ticking clock,
He rubs his already puffy eyes,
And the sight beyond his vision, a familiar darkness,
Filled by still movables, and emptiness,
He strives for the awakening voice,
Only to be petrified by his own shadow,
And once it is impossible to discern,
He retires again to rest,
To what he hopes, a sounding slumber.

"Wake up"
And the air whispers, again.



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Jimmy goes to bed early, he knew it's going to be another sleepless night, and tomorrow a fool he will look in his day at his office, owning to probably what he perceives due to lack of energy and focus. So, he does the right thing, he meditates, takes in pills, and even tires himself with minor stretching before hitting the bed. When the clock strikes past 12, all we know, his ever playful pet, a ginger feline, snores hard as Jimmy's eyes are still wide open.


LMX
Bintulu
18/09/2019