Insomnia

Lying in my bed
Thoughts going through my head
The TV flickers on the music sings along
Time passes slow
Is it me? Or is it my Insomnia?

The trafiic dosent stop outside
The air conditioner hums on
The street light pours in through the balcony
I can hear some music next door
What should i do? Lie here?
Or reach out?
Is it me? Or is it my Insomnia?

Its slow, so slow
But the learning goes on
slowly steadily
i learn to move on
In this state of zombiness
some sense prevails
But is that me? Or is it my Insomnia?
It is me.