Insomniac
I'm dead
My bones rusted long ago
I'm not ashamed of what I've done
Just who I am
I've become a nightmare
Screaming in my sleep
Doesn't anyone hear me anymore?
Am I so insignificant?
or am I just alone?
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Tim Higbee
Sun 25th Feb 2024 13:50
To question our intrinsic value is to be fully alive and human.
Very strong and deeply significant.
Thank you for such a venerable poem.