Diary of an Insomniac

In search of stars

to cleanse the scars

war wounds of days hard fought.

These desperate bids

beneath eyelids

that seek to banish light.

A restless pace

my thoughts they race

I’ll chase reprieve till dawn.

Futile, I know

Here comes the glow

Heralding fights anew.

Throw back the shield

to defeat, yield

this pattern will repeat.