My Old Friend Insomnia | A Poem

 Physically exhausted
 So why is my brain still running at high speed
 My old friend insomnia showed up once again
 But she barged her way in with such force
 There was no keeping her locked out anymore
 Trazodone and Seroquel combined
 Couldn’t even keep Insomnia at bay
 I should be sound asleep
 Snoring and drooling while I dream about my life
 And the things I’ll never achieve
 But here I am 
 At 3 AM once again
 Willing my eyes to close
 And holding my ears to drown out all the noise
 But blocking out the lights and sounds
 Aren’t enough to get my mind to slow down