My Friend Insomnia - Poem

My friend Insomnia.

I owe her so.

She'd join me in bed at night,

My friend Insomnia.

Cuddle and hug me tightly,

In suffocating embraces.

I'd fight off those gripping clutches,

But she won every time.

It's only when I stopped resisting that we both relaxed in snuggles.

Only when I seized back that we became friends.

I accepted my extra free time as a present from the gods.

Insomnia was there to guide me through writing,

Reading,

Watching educational shows,

Or learning new languages.

I strived to be the best student,

Not to waste my gift.

I moved away last year,

And now my friend no longer visits.

She's probably getting lost outside,

In the woods,

The mountains,

Or above the lakes.

Entranced,

Just like me.

Yesterday,

During the second meditation of the day,

I remembered.

My friend Insomnia.

I owe her so.

My bed is bigger,

But there's no room for her anymore.