Writing "insomniac" by Seto88

[Seto88]

Tell me what you think, and i want you honest opinion. (by the way, i'm not an insomniac):

I lay awake, pondering various thoughts. I toss and turn, but still no progress. Never will I fall to the land of sweet dreams. Never will my heavy eyes close.

Staring. The clock will not stop staring at me. The moon watches over me. The warmth of it's soft glow comforts all, exept one.

Still, the torture has yet to cease. My eyes stare upward, burning. My eyelids seem as if they are carrying a heavy burden.

"Why?" I ask myself.

"Why must I suffer in such a manner?"

But I find no answer to my question.

Every second that passes is a dagger in my heart. I look out at the stars and marvel at their beauty. Each one adding light to the dark, vivid sky. I try yet again in an almost effortless attempt to drift fom reality. Once again, failure.

I will be forever be condemmed to this sinister torture.