because i don’t sleep at night anymore since the day i decided that i don’t deserve sleep.
why waste my time attempting to slip into a gentle dream when i can analyze
life lying awake in the solitude of my room with my thoughts,
the faint moonlight,  
and the numerous stars as my only company.
and there is no way to shut your eyes when the words in your head are obnoxiously loud—
please,
people are sleeping.

but still, sleep continues to mock me
and taunt me
and ridicule me
and bless me with horrific visions.
and celestial bodies that sing lullabies to the moon can not even put me to sleep anymore.
but it’s okay,
because i don't deserve sleep remember.

-l.h.