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I Still Can't Sleep
I didn't know it would hurt this bad,
living without you in my life
living without the dreams
and the soft way you stroke my mind
when my eyes are closed and you are there
I miss having you wrapped around me
like a part of me,
pulsing into me
breathing deeply against me
while I just dream
and all is right in the world.
And yet, you elude me
and my eyes want to cry
but they don't remember how.
Please come to me
in my big soft bed
and make everything
normal again.
My reality is lacking
without you...
my precious sleep.
living without you in my life
living without the dreams
and the soft way you stroke my mind
when my eyes are closed and you are there
I miss having you wrapped around me
like a part of me,
pulsing into me
breathing deeply against me
while I just dream
and all is right in the world.
And yet, you elude me
and my eyes want to cry
but they don't remember how.
Please come to me
in my big soft bed
and make everything
normal again.
My reality is lacking
without you...
my precious sleep.
Published 25th Mar 2015
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Anonymous
25th Mar 2015 8:42pm
The sense of longing is present all the way throughout this work, nice job.
25th Mar 2015 8:50pm
25th Mar 2015 8:55pm
"My reality is lacking." I've had problems losing sleep through much of my adult life and it does distort reality which, in my case, makes it something like a Salvador Dali painting. I truly hope you can find some way to get a good night's worth. This is a fine portrayal of a distressing syndrome.
25th Mar 2015 8:59pm
Thank you Crowfly. There is definitely a strong abstract surreality to my interaction with the world around me right now. I can't wait for this to be done. I am sorry you can relate to this.
