It sits there, lurking throughout the day

Never saying anything, but watching intently

Sooner or later it will make its move

It’ll trick you into thinking you’ll have the best night ever

Then when you’re freshly showered, snug under your covers with your eyes slowly closing

It rings the doorbell to your brain while singing the familiar lines, “Hello darkness, my old friend.”

You’re used to this so it’s pointless to fight it

Hour after hour with no sandman in sight

You wait for sunrise to bring an end to the night

Eyes finally close and sleep takes over

Just for the alarm clock to announce daybreak

Insomnia for the win, yet again