most everyone suffer from lack of sleep
because their thoughts keep them awake.
for hours they stare up above them,
either blankly glaring or silently crying
because of the bountiful amount of pain that discreetly trickles into their lives.

most of i suffer from a lack of confrontation.
sleeping through my struggles.
running aimlessly between the seams,
knowing that pain is only the price of living
and if this life was a contest,
i am persuaded i must be winning.

i.v