Insomnia is ruining my whole life

Insomnia is ruining my whole life

The night stretches endlessly, a silent torment,

Eyes wide, staring into the abyss of darkness.

The body, weary and aching, pleads for rest,

Yet the mind races, relentless, unyielding.

Thoughts cascade in an unending torrent,

Each one a barrier to the elusive slumber.

The bed becomes a battleground,

Sheets twisted, pillows discarded in frustration.

As dawn approaches, a hollow victory is won,

The night conquered, but at what cost?

The day looms with its demands,

And the body, deprived of its essential reprieve,

Moves through the hours in a haze of fatigue.

Muscles protest with every movement,

Head throbs with a dull, persistent ache.

Concentration falters, patience wears thin,

The simplest tasks become insurmountable.

Evening comes, and with it, a cruel irony,

The exhaustion that plagues the day

Transforms into a restless energy.

The cycle begins anew,

A relentless loop of sleepless nights

And wearisome days.

Insomnia, a relentless adversary,

Steals the vitality of life,

Leaving in its wake a shadow

Of the person who once was a happy girl.