Colors of darkness crumble
heavy eyelids
in constant struggle...
grain of light peeks through the horizon
touching the meadows
a new day has begun
conforming...
to the monotony of daily living
my filled heart cave-in
heavy with emptiness
this space...
besieged between stilly moments
'me' at the center...
with frozen colors
thawed beneath the sun
drifting in liquified hues
as the twilight verge on,
I am consumed again by the night
Alice Cuenca
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/insomnia-the-night-after/
