I want to sleep but my mind keeps thinking about should be's and what may have been.
I want to sleep but my eyes keep looking, searching my room for answers to questions I don't even know.
I want to sleep but my breathing won't steady, and focusing to fix it only makes it ten times worse; forcing quiet transforms silent into loud.
I want to sleep but my hearing is on high volume, listening to every little noise and keeping me alert.
I want to sleep but my memory can't help but remember details, taking me back in time and enticing me to stay awake and reminisce.
I want to sleep but my dreams are turned off. Everything is blank and lonely and predictable, much like the world we live in.
I want to sleep because I'm tired of repetition and I'm tired of everything happening within my head.
