Sleeping, in my opinion,
is such a complicated thing.
Maybe this is why I wake up
more tired then when I fell
asleep.
The idea losing control of
your body, allowing it to do
whatever it wants, terrifies
me because I do not trust
myself
So, instead of sleeping, I
spend my nights thinking.
Thinking too much.
I spend my nights crying
until my lungs ache and
are begging for air.
I spend my nights worrying,
making my head throb as I
go over countless situations
where I could have done
something different,
something better.
And in the morning, I see
the results of these bad habits.
I see the bags under my eyes
getting darker
I feel my body becoming
weaker, my spirit growing smaller,
and I see my hands shaking,
releasing the last bits of energy
I have left.
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Agoraphobia
Poetry"i hope to god that body is stronger than my mentality because if it isnt i am bound to collapse and break at any moment."
