Insomnia

Love it or hate it, Insomnia (with a capital 'I') is like that unwanted companion you had as a child, hanging around with you just on the edge of your life.  There was a girl who followed me around, popping up in random places, getting on my nerves.  I remember times in the sweet shop. She'd suddenly be there when I was deciding what to buy with my precious pennies.  I quickly realised that whatever I decided on, she would have too.  So when she asked, I'd say what I was going to have, wait until she'd bought them, and then I'd 'change my mind' and buy something else.  ( I wasn't very nice, clearly). Eventually she disappeared. 

Her name obviously wasn't Insomnia.  That never goes away.  Then, through half closed eyes,  the morning comes.