Insomnia

"Welcome to your new home, now you'll know suffering.”

Raindrops hit my face, soaking from the frustrations of the world.

Skin numbs, I can't control my actions...

So much anger built up inside, how do I hold up?

Sleepless nights, so many thoughts run through my mind.

Breaking my concentration, voices keep me from falling off the bridge of consciousness.

Pt. 2

Sewing my ears closed!

My heart gets venom injected, in ecstasy as the poison travels through my body.

I instantly appear in a dim lighted place, I hear a ominous voice say:

“No more freedom for you, you're brainwashed to do as I say.”

"Welcome to your new home, now you'll know suffering.”

Ziggy MD
Ziggy MD

I've been writing poetry since 2006 and my passion for writing never left, with exceptions of monthly/yearly writers block. As far as influences, I don't have any because I'd like my poetry to be my own and not a copy. 

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