For some crazy reason i can't sleep.
Every night i lay awake and think,
It’s all I can do.
Tossing and turning
While memories are burning.
Fears and darkness will haunt me.
I know once I close my blue eyes.
That is where the terror lye’s.
Dark images from the medications I took.
Knowing my body was controlled by disease.
Spending so many nights in that hospital room the colors started to blend.
Now I have finally started to mend.
Yet the scars won’t dissipate.
Trying to sleep I lay here every night hoping as I wait.
But each time sleep does greet me so do those haunting memories.
So for now I lie awake and count each breath I take.