No Lullabies

My nights hold no lullabies…

They are hours filled
with bloodshot words
peeled from walls of insomnia.


 ©Susie Clevenger 2014


Comments

hedgewitch said…
Very vivid analogy, Susie, and very well expressed. And you know I can seriously relate.
Susan said…
Neat! Painful. Pealed/peeled word play hit me as truth in eyes, ears, and memory. So few words, such a big truth.
Kathryn Dyche said…
Love the bloodshot words peeled from walls of insomnia. So visual.
Kerry O'Connor said…
Excellent description here, Susie. That 'peeled' is an excellent choice of word.
Sumana Roy said…
painful truth...and power packed words...
Unknown said…
ouch - I feel this. Too close to home.
Maude Lynn said…
I'm loving the vivid imagery, too. Excellent, Susie.
Kenia Santos said…
Wow! That's something to feel and keep. <3
Anonymous said…
bloodshot words - a play, nearly, on bloodshot wounds ? ~
De Jackson said…
Oh, my. "Peeled from walls..." Fantastic.
Anonymous said…
Susie, these words set the tone so well "no lullabies". Vivid take on insomnia!
Marian said…
yeah, ouch! i know this feeling.
Anonymous said…
That is brutal. I hate when I can't sleep.
Unfortunately I can sooo relate.