The insomnia hits harder than it has in a while.
My head pounds,
My eyes ache
And my feeble heart is a wanderess.
Roaming through nostalgia like a gypsy
With a curse
Or a ship lost at sea
Following the voices of sirens that never actually existed.

Running equations in my headspace
Wondering where I went wrong
Or where I went right..
I honestly couldn't tell you,
I was never good at math anyway.

Too many variables.
Too many unknowns,
My life is the letter x.
And I'm sifting through square roots
At 2am on a Thursday.

And I can’t close my eyes
Because it only gets worse.
The racing and the wandering.
The backs of my eyelids become pull down screens
Like the ones in the cheap banquet halls
With the slide shows and “cash only” bars.

And the slideshow just flickers
With every blink
Every flirtation with sleep.
In bold Times New Roman
Black letters flash

“Do you regret it?”

“Was it all worth it?”

“Is this where you thought you would be?”  

My chest tightens.
My heart begins to race.
There’s a test at the end of this presentation
And I forgot to take notes.
Everyone else is so well prepared
So I look around for someone to cheat off of
Because I have to pass this test, right?
It’s my life,
I have to pass this test.

The answers have to be easy.

“Did you regret it?”
No.

“Was it all worth it?”
Yes.

“Is this where you thought this would be?”
Well, sure I guess...

I mean, how does anyone know?
Am I supposed to know?
Do I have any lifelines?
Can I phone a friend?

But the buzzer sounds.
The lights go dark.
The film reel starts.
Another study session begins.

The moment you fall in love with him.
Do you regret it?

The look in his eyes when he tells you he doesn’t love you.
Was it worth it?

The color of the sky when you find out he died.
Is this where you thought you would be.