This isn't much of a poem
But it's been weeks since I've slept well
Thoughts that crowd my mind at this hour
To the outside, I can never tell

I have a pain in my chest
And I fear the uncertainty
That if I fall asleep tonight
Tomorrow, what would become of me?

What if I don't wake up?
Or what if I wake up alone?
Can I really make this life work
Without the person I call home?

Stay, please.