Sleepless Nights
Sleepless Nights
Naeha Inapanuri
Those nights.
I lay awake
All that comes to mind
Is everything I ever did wrong.
The demons,
Their voices whisper in my ear
Not screaming
Just a quiet, raspy voice
And then there are…
Bugs crawling on my face, arms and legs
I tangle myself in my sheets
Struggling
The feeling of their hairy legs up and down my body
But there are no bugs to be found.
Remembering.
A single phrase said
Ruined the whole day
Comes into mind
My heart clenches
The pain seeps into my fingers
My throat closes up
I can’t breathe
All the bad things in life
Come crashing down on me
I can’t sleep.
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