The Raven in the Night

sleep

every time the clock strikes at twelve midnight,
my eyes are wide open,
my body trying to cover itself in the sheets,
hoping to get a good night's sleep.

but i can't,
i really, really can't,
i don't know why but,
there's this dreadful feeling inside my chest,
it's as if my heart might just stop when i sleep.

im scared,
what if i suddenly won't wake up to see the next day?
what if i didn't get a chance to say my last goodbye?
but isn't that what i wanted?
to not deal with tomorrows anymore?
but my anxiety got to me,
telling me that i will never be in peace.

day by day,
i slowly forget how to sleep,
instead of sinking in my bed, i float around my room,
as if gravity didn't exist,
and maybe i don't exist either.

i don't think i have a heart anymore,
it's gone,
poof!
just like that.

more tired im getting,
tired of feeling this,
tired of doing anything at all,
cause' something won't let me sleep,
something or someone just won't leave me alone.