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Insomnia
Posted: 10 August 2004 Word Count: 62 Summary: Something many writers may suffer from!
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When all the world is sound asleep All your thoughts and fears run deep. You see restless nights and wide-awake days; Every detail is drawn out, everything delays.
Time goes on forever, your body does not pause; You’re sleepless, yet tired, you don’t know the cause. The days are long, and the nights, like marathons; And sheer frustration strangles you like pythons.
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The Walrus at 20:36 on 10 August 2004
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I don't actually suffer from insomnia, but related to this because I likened it to POSMS (Perpetual Over Stimulated Mind Syndrome - new term which I've just invented). Captures the frustration of not being able to switch off. Good to read a piece like this to realise there are others out there (god help me WW is a vehicle for therapy ;-)
The Walrus
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roovacrag at 22:03 on 10 August 2004
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Libera.. know the feeling. I am often up at 4 even 5 in a morning.
Makes a long day.
Especially when its dark and wet.
Ok in summer when you can go out, but for the rest of the year its drab.
Good one.
xxAlice
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Jumbo at 23:53 on 10 August 2004
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libera
I'm with you all the way here -
You’re sleepless, yet tired, you don’t know the cause.
That's so true!!
You've caught the frustration of not being able to sleep so well!Perhaps as The Walrus has suggested - welcome to the WW Therapy Room!
Regards
jumbo
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olebut at 08:41 on 11 August 2004
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liberia good sentiments i never suffer form insomnia in fact hea dhits pillow gone, must be a clear conscience
take care
david
<Added>
I have revisited this poem because I am troubled by the last line but understand the image you are trying to create I ma equally not sure my suggetsion works any better although I think starting the line with sheer is more effective.
I have also taken the liberty of making a few other minor changes which I feel make the poem scan better but they are only my suggestions and I offer them more as somethings for you to think about.
When all the world is sound asleep
all your thoughts and fears run deep,
you see restless nights, wide-awake days;
Every detail is drawn out, everything delays.
Time goes on forever, your body does not pause;
You’re sleepless, yet tired, but do not know the cause.
The days are long, the nights, like endless marathons;
sheer frustration strangles you, like reticulated pythons.
hope you don't mind the suggestions ignore them if you will
take care david
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