Another Sleepless Night

Another sleepless night has come and gone.
The sun has risen through tired eyes.
So many thoughts seem to collide inside my mind like bumper cars do at small town carnivals.
I can taste the rainbow of your soul while chewing on your memory.
People may not notice your reptile like change; lucky for me I can always recognize an enemy.

Another sleepless night of no tossing and turning for I gave up on the idea of sleep.
Wide eyed covered in sweat swimming in what if and past regret.
Where’s the off switch?
Somebody shut it off before I drown.
I’m lost even when people are around, but the show must go on because I can’t accept letting people down.

Another sleepless night haunts the walls of my own self created prison.
I’ve been awake six years, like Nightmare on Elm Street; if I sleep she might knock on the door and attack me with my own fears.
So I psycho analyze the past for hours at a time and come to find out nothing ever last which is a concept hard for me to grasp.
It is apparent that something is missing, everything has been somehow misplaced.
She sprinkled me with pesticide and spit in my face.

Another sleepless night where darkness seems to laugh loudly in my ears for being so weak.
I scream right back at it, “leave me alone so I can try and get some sleep!”
After a while it is normal to not no what normal is but reality hits you when the exhaustion starts to kick in.
So I’m left treading water, fully dressed in a straight jacket of success.

Another sleepless night where my thoughts have been pitched like a deck of thrown cards that land in a mess.
I hide it so good nobody can tell that my lips are chapped and I’m overwhelmed with stress.
Hot flashes, cold chills, and late night sweats that soak my sheets like a baby’s bed that often gets wet.

When the sun rises the pain goes away. It just lets go and says good-bye.
I walk around through the sunlight with sleep stained eyes..

Finding beauty in the little things

Gulf Shores, Alabama 2022

Introduction

Now presenting to you, the man, the myth, the legend. No, it’s just me Michael! I’m 40 years old and reside out here in the Midwest. Single father of two awesome kids who are now grown and leaving me with more time on my hands.. Truth be told, I’m kind of lonely and working through life changes. So, I decided to try my hand at this whole blogging experience.