Insomnia

She watches me in the dark

This monster of my imagination 

Daring me to blink in the silence 

To sleep through the night

without a screen, pixels dancing

Noise to tune out my thoughts 

Overstimulated, empty 

A shell washed up on shore

The hums of the ocean within

Melodies and chaos

Only I’ve forgotten 

How to sing

How to turn wind into music

Tired of being tired 

Too exhausted to fall asleep.

 

                                     --Ananya Murali