Tired But Panicked
Tired but panicked
Slightly apathetic
Can't get to sleep
When I'm so exhausted
Let me sleep
My eyelids are heavy
But demons await me
For when my mind clears
The calm moments brief
And accompanied with apathy
The panic in my chest
The nothing in my brain
I just want to fucking sleep.
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