music of wakefulness

It is in the dark of night When insomnia sings me awake To the tune of lullabies And the rhythm of mindful blight. It is the spotlight of the watchful moon And the flickering of uncertain stars That cradle my fears And anxious thoughts they croon. It is in the view of the sunshine, Where my unwanted thoughts stem, Waiting and ripening in my head Until around my throat they twine. And echoing in my mind Is the blissful song of insomnia, Sewing itself into my skin As daylight leaves me behind.