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Insomnia

Today is day three, of restless, sleepless nights


Iíve called out of work, canít focus, called out twice


Iíve taken my pills, but they donít help me sleep


Iím tossing in bed, now Iím starting to weep


Iím crying and shaking, I sit down outside


Canít control my emotions, Iím empty inside


I feel like Iím lonely, feel sad and depressed


No sleep isnít helping, itís all ícause of stress


But thereís nothing in life, thatís bothering me


I donít care about me, hold my breath, count to three


I donít care that you left, you are better off now


Episodes were too much, so I gave you your out


I do not resent you, I get why you left


You figured it out, all the lies that I kept


I gave up my writing, my hobbies, my chores


I gave up on showers, and all we lived for


I would not leave the house, weíd just order take-out


I pushed you away, when you tried to make out


With time and the meds, I became just a shell


A body, no soul, and I put you through hell


So here Iím alone, with no reason to breathe


Iím trying so hard, but Iím what made you leave


I turn to the left, and you lie by my side


I sit up, wipe away all the tears that I cried


Your lips, they are moving, I donít hear you speak


I start hearing voices, from the lack of sleep


Iím worthless, Iím useless, all things that Iím not


I didnít deserve you, or all that Iíve got


I run to the bathroom and vomit and crawl


I ask them to stop, then shout as I fall


I cower myself in the corner. then wait


Relentless, they keep on, I sit and relate


As hours they pass, I give up and agree


Iím riddled by fear. , of where theyíre taking me


Iím standing there, staring at the alcohol


They urge me some more, I have no will at all


The tears they come back, as I fill up the cup


Shouldnít mix this with meds, but I donít give a fuck


I take a deep breath, then I exhale out


Theyíll leave if I sleep, †and of this Iíve no doubt


I jump in the shower, a sloppy, drunken mess


The tears, they blend in, I sit, cradle my chest


I lie in bed naked, pray my soul to keep


Then beg God to take me, beg him for sleep
Diaryofabasketcase
Written by Diaryofabasketcase (Silvia Rosario)
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