Sometimes
At night
When I can’t sleep
And all I can focus on is how tight my skin feels
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Beautiful depiction of unpleasant effects of anxiety and insomnia, both which are integral parts of depression. A well articulated piece of poetry insightfully penned with conviction. A good poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Mae. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
you know, it happens I've just written a comment - on another poem - which can fits yours, also: Life is what it is.. we don't know much about it.. substantially, we don't know anything.. for such a reason it may be a burden to some (or many) of us. But we need to confront Life if we simply want to go on living.. And preparing a cup of cocoa in the middle of the night is surely a way to alleviate that burden, for a while.. ;) Thanks for sharing, Mae, and WELCOME at PoemHunter Ciao Fabrizio
I think this happens to most of us, at least from time to time. Nicely written, Mae. Thanks
Nice modern poem! Interesting how haywire our thoughts and emotions can go, running in all directions in such a short period of time and then poof... back to reality. Back to the present moment.