Insomnia

I had severe insomnia 

But she told me that

my passion, my dream,

had set me on fire .

And that's why I am awake.

I am not awake.

I can't sleep.

I am no longer that child

who have true ignited mind.

I dare say it is the

sole reason why I am living.

But it is not my passion,

it is not my burning dream.

It is just chronic insomnia.

I am not tired anymore.

When you say fire,

I see my sleep deprived self

is making a pyromaniac out of me.

I won't jump. I'll watch.

What do I need?

Body or Soul?

What is to be burned

to redeem the other?