Random Mumbling From Inside My Head

I'm Tired...

I'm tired
Yet I can't sleep
Look at the glass half full they say
But my demons want to play
I'll look at the glass half full
And then I'll slip
And my demons will keep taking sips.
I'm tired.
Yet my eyes stay open
I'm still afraid you'll come creeping into my room
Like you used to before
I'm still afraid you'll come and kick down my door
I'm afraid you'll break the locks
And weigh me down with rocks
And throw me into the water
So I will drown faster
I'm afraid anytime someone raises their voice
I'm afraid at any semi loud noise
I brace myself when someone raises their hand
I still don't connect
That I'm not the target for which it to land.
I'm scared.
Maybe that's why I can't sleep.
Or maybe it's those words that you said.
That, just cut way too deep.
Replaying in my head
Again and again
Maybe I'm scared because although the bruises healed,
Your words are still all I hear.