4 am visitor

Sleep alludes me,

It has decided to skip out the bedroom window and another visitor beds me,

Insomnia. 

Has a way of reminding you that you are never alone.

 Stalks the corner of your mind,

Reminding you that you are truly never alone,

A chill down your spine as a unwelcome tongue traces the back of your neck,

I am finding this moment of quiet at 4 am,

Not alarming but a continuing reminder that my mind

Is alive and on fire.

Burning embers smoldering and waiting.