Sleep

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Sleep. 

I don't get enough of it.

I'm addicted, 

"You will be active and energetic in the morning, you always are."

But I worry.

Try to rest my head, 

Hug my stuffed animals, 

But I can't close my eyes.

Like a stop motion of me switching positions in bed.

Super fast, 

Waiting.

Waiting for my eyes to close,

My loud thoughts to stop,

And dream away.

11:20.

I have enough time, 

I'll go to 12 and play video games for a little longer.

12:03

I should go to bed now,

But I'll go to 12:05 to make a even number.

Hour after hour,

Like a addicted drug, 

I stay awake. 

Urging to text more.

To play more.

Because whenever I try,

I cant.

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