Staring at blank walls
Sitting on the floor
In a dark hall,
Sitting in the living room throughout winter and fall
Watching my favorite shows
Without knowing what’s going on
My kids staring at me from afar
They could not recognize me at all
Because of my short falls
I could not perform at work
My lack of sleep drained me
I had to make some phone calls
First came the paranoia
Now aging with my insomnia