Endlessly awake

Insomnia makes you feel so detached from the world.
It’s a weird lonely bubble that I can’t leave, but no one else can enter. And I’m trapped there all night until society deems it acceptable for people to be awake again.
It pops when it gets to morning, and I fall back into the normal world. But I’m left disorientated and unable to fit back in, constantly feeling dazed and wrong, watching everyone else get on with life.
And then nighttime comes and I’m relegated once again to a solitary confinement where I’m forced to stay conscious. Just me, myself and a sad brain, too tired to form either coherent or positive thoughts.