How can I then return in happy plight? 
I can’t sleep
when I do 
my subconscious torments me so 
or worse 
it plays cruel tricks on me 
by dreaming of a kinder world 
one with 
you
in it 
I want to sink into a slumber 
because I want the night to end 
But I want to stay awake 
because I don’t want tomorrow to come 
I can’t do this again 
I just want the noises in my head to stop 
but the silence is violent 
I look at my reflection 
and all I see is 
you 
The sun 
and 
the moon 
once at opposition 
shake hands to torture me 
and I remain a knave to them both 
I wander around the other side in my nightmares 
and follow the echoes of your voice 
crippled by the memory of your touch 
I would toil the galaxy to find you 
but the earth pulls me down 
back to this bed that feels like a prison 
So I lay here 
stabbing swords into the night 
cowering from the morning 
The sun 
draws my sorrows longer 
The moon 
makes grief’s strength stronger 
I can’t live without 
you 

- XXVIII