Insomnia Is My Enemy Poem by Tang Trevor

I have battled with him
indiviually in my bed.
But he is so strong that
defeats me and makes me sad.

I was well prepared by
exhausting myself enough.
yet, he knows my name
and i am the one he falls in love.

Being caught and
enslaved by him.
he just engulfs my dream
and makes my life dim.

he is a dictator,
forcing the slave to think and feel.
NO APPEAL,
until he gives you a chance to sleep.

The war isnt for a day,
depends on how he says.
maybe just today,
or until May.

I am dismayed after losing the war.