Cold Sheets

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Illegna

30 July 2020

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I've tucked myself ready,
Felt the cold sheets around me,
Told myself goodnight,
But my eyes kept open

I pulled the sheets tighter,
prayed to sleep faster
Forced my mind to not wander
Yet here goes my thoughts again

Do you miss me?
Did I do enough?
I hate myself
I love myself

I'm worthless
I can't do anything right
Why did I do that?
Why didn't I do that?

I'm so sick of them
I want to get out
I hate her
I despise myself for thinking this way

I'm evil
I try hard to be good
The world is so unfair
Why is life so difficult?

Why am I so insecure?
Why can't I be contented?
Why are they so happy and I'm not?
Why do I let these thoughts get to me?

I hate him
I hate her
I hate them
I hate me

Why is this bothering me?

That's it, I'm awake
For hours on end
The dawn stretches to morning
I lay dead as the sun kisses the day

I haven't slept
It's alright
I tell myself again and again
Things will get better

Morning, Noon, and Night
I lay hopeful this time
I pray the thoughts go away
and try to sleep tonight

© IllegnaTheScribbler

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