I am awake, aware, alone.
I sit, lay, and scroll through my phone.
For minutes, for hours, for days for months.
No letter z's visit me.

When you don't sleep, the world spins around you,
You feel, think, and move, too slow for anyone to notice you.
And so the world moves through you.
Past you.

Stuck in the current,
You are dragged,
Body torn through the rapids,
Mind splayed as time rushes about.
Nothing connecting, No thoughts to keep your mind aground.
Spinning, can't recognize anything, submerged by everything around you.

I don't sleep no more.