Musings of an insomniac…

Once upon a time, Amina was a girl who suffered from insomnia *in case you didn’t realise, I am referring to myself* I remember laying in my bed for hours on end…begging for sleep…watching the clock tick – thankfully, that time in my life is over!!! I spent most of that time hearing EVERYTHING (I’m…

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Goodbye

To goodbyes and the words we sometimes never really say.

Hurt

Here’s one from my 2012 archives…

Home…

Home is where we want it to be…

Haiku #9

Enjoy another poem in my Haiku series.