Insomniac
Sleep deprivation brings visions of green
Fuzzy white light
But i cannot help it
I stay up most nights
Because i cannot choose
To leave behind, to forget
this gaping, hollow emptiness
This hole in my chest
You dug your way through skin
Bti through the breast plate
You shoved a fist through the debris
Tore away what you worked to create
And i lay awake at night
Alternating back and forth
Bouncing on our timeline
Feeling lost, lonely, forlorn
I see the first time we kissed
Our cigarettes we shared
I still taste your lips
My lungs deem this unfair
And I can still feel your arms
Warm and like home
I feel you everywhere
See you in everything i know
So how?!
How can i sleep?
When a person who is alive
Is still haunting me...?
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