Throwback Thursday Poetry: RLS

all these prickling, burning Sensations
do what i must to keep my mind deceived
i lose to Insomnia’s Invasion

almost unbearable Irritation
through constant movement relief is achieved
all these prickling, burning Sensations

body awakes the brain with persuasion
how could my tired mind be so naive
i lose to Insomnia’s Invasion

i can feel them, the subtle Vibrations
these things my nervous system does receive
all these prickling, burning Sensations

not much to do with sleep deprivation
it’s too much for my conscience to conceive
i lose to Insomnia’s Invasion

it seems like improper circulation
or that’s what i have been led to believe
all these prickling, burning Sensations
i lose to Insomnia’s Invasion

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

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