Echoes of night

Hearing attenuated

By lack of sight

I listen with interest

In the gloom of the night

The sounds abound

A myriad of noise

All calm and so gentle

Delivered with poise

The softest of snores

Plays endlessly

The rhythm, the backing track

To my insomnia malady

And on the roof tiles

The tapping of rain

Comes, then it goes 

Then comes with vigour again

But the loudest sounds

Are the thoughts in my head

Quite simply deafening

But forever unsaid

Pity the volume

Is beyond all control

No dial to reduce its

Impact or toll

Nothing to do

But cry double f's sake

Guess it's all my own fault

For being awake