Insomnia sucks worse as you age. At least that’s how its been for me. Seems like so long ago, but I wrote a poem entitled Insomnia:
Insomnia, my dearest friend
The only friend that stays, in the end
Sleeplessness has stayed with me through thick and thin
It has always reminded me of the feeling of pain beneath my skin
It holds me tightly through the night
And listens to me sobbing about my plight
About how everyone important to me leaves
Giving me the rest of my life to greave
Luckily I have, at least, my friend Insomnia
To remind me, just how much I miss ya
