Via the Daily Prompt: Toxic
Participation in NaPoWriMo: “write a poem that is based on a secret shame”

Despite busy days and

buzzing brains,

I depend on chemicals to sleep.

Seven-am sunrise to Eleven-pm constellations,

I’d expect to fall in deep.

Yet I’m snuffed out by NyQuil

or suffocated by Ambien;

they make sure I don’t make a peep.

I am a slave

to these toxic aids

and me, they’ll forever keep.


I’m sorry to say

this small poem is not complete.

For I don’t mind the pills

and Vick’s flavored thrills;

I’m a prescription-worshipping sheep.



2 thoughts on “Insomnia

  1. I love this. I’ve had quite the dependency on sleeping pills in the past so I totally relate to this vice. “prescription worshiping sheep” is a great line!

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