#WritcoPoemPrompt112
With everything that life has to offer,
There's so much to be enjoyed,
But the pleasures of sleeplessness I suffer,
Is the one I cannot avoid.

I'm tired and I'm sleepy,
But I'm afraid I'd die too early,
So I hope I'll still be alive, really
while sleeplessness consumes my entire body.

I'm stressed, I'm hyped, I'm torn,
I've got a lot of tasks, my body cannot support,
I need days of sleep, but my parents keep waking me up,
I don't know what to do with that.

Please help me out I'm exhausted
Then when I say no to them, I tend to be gaslighted.
They're supposed to be my family, thus I should feel comforted
But they chose to drag me down instead.

Help me I can't stop
Workaholic just won't drop
I really badly wanted to stop
but my brain chose to never shut up.

I'm lonely, I'm tired, I'm broken
by my life, my family and my burdens.
I really am too overwhelmed
by all these things that just tend to happen.

What am I supposed to do now?
I love to just dang, get out,
but I hardly really don't know how,
I'm so confused, lost and I feel I'm not allowed.

I have not enough money to move out
I'm a person with disability, you know now
I'm so tired and filled with so much sorrow.
I need God, to hold me and hope His time, I can borrow.

I beg of you, this is my cry for help
Please I just want to beg
I'd want to leave but I am stuck
I do self sabotage and so I get hard as a rock.

© adelrey