Oct 2018
Waking up at 2:26am. I am numb and the blankets are heavy against my skin. Twisting, turning, turning the music down, turning the music up. Staring at my window and the clock.
Wake up again, after a nightmare. Loneliness in my heart and how I longed to have somebody to understand next to me surrounded by the same floral sheets. There’s a rip in the sheets and I stick my foot in it, feeling the soft mattress. It’s 5am and the tears in my throat have caused it to run dry.
The world pounds at my eyelids, the sun licking the bottom of the world sky awakening. The pillow is hot, my blankets are heavy, I want to cry but I feel dizzy. I feel like i’m violating someone’s sleep, although i’m not sure who’s i’m violating.
Wake up again, after a nightmare. Loneliness in my heart and how I longed to have somebody to understand next to me surrounded by the same floral sheets. There’s a rip in the sheets and I stick my foot in it, feeling the soft mattress. It’s 5am and the tears in my throat have caused it to run dry.
The world pounds at my eyelids, the sun licking the bottom of the world sky awakening. The pillow is hot, my blankets are heavy, I want to cry but I feel dizzy. I feel like i’m violating someone’s sleep, although i’m not sure who’s i’m violating.
