My mind is a fog, weighed down by worry,
the darkness of insomnia, a murky blur.
Dreams become terrors, a nightmarish flurry,
as I toss and turn, my heart unsure.
I'm stuck between two worlds, unable to grasp,
the bleary eyed mornings that never cease.
My hope fading fast, I'm struggling to last,
in this world of insomnia and nightmares, no peace.