Insomnia Poem by Melissa Ferrer

I lay awake every night
sometimes for reasons unknown
and sometimes for fright.

Frightened of what might happen while im asleep.
Frightened of what migh not.
Frightened of the dreams... that my mind lets creep.
Frightened of them alot.

But what ever the reason
I lay wake staring into space...
I switch on the tv...
and guess what i see! !
A worship channel in a most unusual form.
I look at the clock it stares back
green light screaming...
three in the morning....
turn my eyes back to the tv... just staring
soaking it all in
then something in my mind churns...
I wonder what is it that my soul yearns...
Then it hits me.... and
as it does
I fall asleep.