Sometimes the road leads to an unexpected destination.

I was working on Read Write Poem Prompt #99 when I came up with this. I thought I would share.

Insomnia

My body is restless.
I can’t sleep.
My hands are fidgety.
I feel around.
My fingers trace folds
in the blankets
until I get to your side.
The journey is long
and when I get there
you’re nowhere to be found.