Insomniac

  1. illustration Insomniac by Anna Eileen Doyle

When we return home,
Wishing everyone their goodnights,
Making sure the lights turn drab,
Not letting the bedbugs bite,

That’s when the feeling enters:
I feel dizzy & clammy & weak.
I lie there in silent rigidness;
I need to scream & shake & shriek.

No matter how tormented
Or scared that I may be,
You must sleep away my troubles
And dream my dreams for me.

About the Author

Anna Eileen Doyle

Anna Eileen Doyle is a 15 year old student who attends Coláiste Pobail Osraí, Kilkenny. She has been highly commended in the John West Fantasy Writing competition and won the junior English award twice in her school. Her goal in life is to be ultimately happy and to live in a house made of poppadums.