Insomnia’s Burden

To have the pleasure of disruption,

know that time is a factor,

to live out the minutes ahead,

have a party with disaster.

The body, feels the ache of tears

wishing only to shut down,

wallowing in the possibility,

as the minutes turn into hours.

Imagine a sunrise

when eyes are just opening,

rather than the burning reality,

after hours of insanity.

Perhaps it is sane to go without sleep,

might a bridge jumper have followers too?