Welcome to the hell I call my brain.

Sleepless

I don't know why I can't sleep, it's like my thoughts chase me and sleeping just doesn't help anymore.
I know my body hates me because I love sleeping not to be lazy , because it was my happy place where I could close my eyes and dream of anything I wanted, my dreams were amazing and I always knew that waking up is horrible to me.

So knowing that sleep doesn't want me, it truly kills me inside and now when I do sleep it's just pitch black no thoughts no adventure. My one happiness that I had left me alone and broken in a state that I don't want to be in.