I cannot sleep

can barely eat

mind being sucked dry by a leech

this cloud of dread follows me

never ceasing; I’m never free

all I want is some fucking sleep


Life may be tough

My path may be twisted

But I don’t want out

I want to have existed


Yet my own bed is terrifying

Listening to my mind is horrifying

Sleep is a battle, a disgusting pest

I hope practice makes perfect

So I can finally get some rest.