In the quiet hours when the world is still,
My mind races, an untamed will.
Shadows dance upon the walls,
Whispering secrets, echoing calls.

The moonlight filters through the blinds,
Casting dreams that I cannot find.
Rest eludes, a distant star,
Night stretches on, near and far.

Sleepless thoughts, a ceaseless tide,
In the depths of night, nowhere to hide.
Every tick of the clock, a silent plea,
For the solace of sleep to set me free.

Yet here I lie, with open eyes,
Counting stars in darkened skies.
Insomnia, my relentless friend,
Together we’ll wait for night to end.