Mind is racing, Body's still.
Thoughts quicken, Sleep beckons.
Can't stop thinking, wishing, stressing,
Insomnia taunts relentlessly.
Yesterday's memories, Tomorrow's worries
Collide in Mind's vacaant spaces,
Preventing rest from finding a home
While Mind refuses to make room.
Soon Darkness rages, Mind is working
Even when Sleep has arrived.
Thoughts don't stop, Mind keeps going,
Inviting dreams and nightmares inside.
In the silence of the Night,
Mind is moving
With the breaking of the Dawn,
She continues to race.
Light awakens new stimuli.
Every sight, sound, and smell
Triggers a new thought.
Mind does not take a break.
No off button exists,
No way to press pause,
The Mind is a beautiful thing.
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