Through the Fog

Tag: insomnia

  • Losing Sleep

    I’ve been losing sleep again—

    not because I can’t close my eyes,

    but because my mind

    won’t close with them.

    Every thought

    shows up louder at night.

    Every memory

    suddenly needs to be replayed

    like it’s trying

    to prove something.

    The room stays still,

    but my head doesn’t.

    It circles the same questions,

    the same regrets,

    the same unfinished conversations

    that should’ve died

    hours ago.

    I tell myself

    to let it go.

    As if the mind

    listens

    just because you’re tired.

    But exhaustion

    doesn’t stop thinking.

    Sometimes

    it makes it worse.

    So I lie there

    watching shadows shift,

    counting hours

    instead of sheep,

    feeling the weight

    of everything I avoided

    during the day.

    And somewhere

    between midnight

    and morning,

    I realize—

    I’m not really

    losing sleep.

    I’m losing peace

    one restless night

    at a time.

  • Sleepless Nights

    Sleepless nights

    stretch out like highways—

    quiet, endless,

    full of thoughts I wish

    would leave me alone.

    I lie awake

    counting the things I can’t fix,

    listening to the clock

    drag its feet,

    feeling the weight of every memory

    that refuses to fade.

    And somewhere between midnight

    and whatever comes after,

    I start to wonder

    if sleep is avoiding me—

    or if I’m avoiding myself.