Comfort in Insomnia - Self-Inflicted Violence

Theres something in insomnia

leading us to isolation,

A solitary comfort

A peace of mind

Tormenting, us to servive

It will kill my life

and take over

Lacking guidance to prosper

devoid of this personality

falling into pattens

which are non-productive

floating upon the sky

insanity has stripped me

down to the core

insomnia

less is more

sleepless awake

Felt Numb in sight

blinded by light

let it devour me