"You can't sleep now, there are monsters nearby." I know. I am the monster. Please, just let me sleep.
Exhaustion is like a cloak, insomnia has hobbled me. I stare at the inside of my eyelids trying to force something that should be seduced.
I imagine what my dreams are like, hoping to get caught on one and drift away.
Without you here to soothe this demon, I struggle against these sleepless nights. Trying to find peace.
"You can't sleep now, there are monsters nearby." I know I am the monster. Please, just let me sleep?
I toss and turn hating who I've become. Hating that I need you here to keep me sane, knowing that's why you've gone. You couldn't take the strain.
"You can't sleep now, there are monsters nearby." I know. I know... Oh gods, I know.
I frequently refer to myself as a monster, I draw confidence from it, but the mindset I'm in after I stop feeling monstrous leaves me haunted and unable to sleep