I wish that for just one night I could fall asleep.
Fall asleep and not think about anything.
Perhaps just think about all the times we were happy.
I wish I wasn’t tired. I wish days merged together and all we are is an accumalation of hours.
I’m so tired my hand and legs are shaking. But I’m too tired to sleep. I’m too scared to sleep. Because the dream won’t stop.
That one dream that wakes me up cold and shaking. Sometimes even crying, most time just numb.
4 years, and it still finds it’s way to haunt me.
It’ll pass, I’ll get over it. It has to happen or the world I created just won’t make sense.
