i stopped sleeping long ago... at least not mentally sleeping,
my brain would never turn off
november 13th marks one year since the last of it
shouldnt i be able to sleep now?
whenever i lay on the bed and look up
i see the ceiling
the same ceiling i stared at years ago, the ceiling i used to escape what was happening on that bed.
i made my mom get me a new bed
but its not the bed
its my mind that wont let me sleep
and i cant get a new one of those
with school starting...
i cant function.. i cant pay attention.. i cant talk i cant format thought.
i wish i still had my therapist..
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I have thought of rose petals mostly perfect and pure
Then I thought of your petals
And the abuse they’ve been through
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