I hate insomnia

Because I've got trouble sleeping at night
I exhaust my body's energy until
my mind can no longer hold the abuse
It collapses on the other side -
as the unconcscious takes this opportunity to let loose,
the inner eye seeks but does not find
and what is not seen is devoured with time.
So when I wonder what is gnawing inside my chest
when I wake to morning fog.
Is not the lack of oxygen
But an internal perception temporarily lost.