Insomniac

I wander a strange wilderness,

I smell colour, I see sound, I touch emotion.

With a single step I cross galaxies.

Each night I visit a different galaxy.

On each planet I have a life I have never known,

friends I have never met, a family I have never seen,

children I did not spawn, a wife I have never loved,

tastes I have never seen, colours I have never touched,

sounds I have never tasted.

Each hour is a new life, a new death.

New peacefully, new completely.

New loves, new joy, new strength, new adventure,
new war, new peace, new senses.

Each hour I feel whole.

Each hour I feel loss.

Each morning I forget,

each day I feel hollow.