Sleepless

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I can't stand it anymore.
I can't keep having
Sleepless nights.
I can't keep pretending it's okay.
That we're okay.

It's not.
We're not.

I can't get over it.
What you did to me on my birthday.

The way you invaded my home,
Like me being unconscious was some
Sort of invitation to you.
It wasn't.

I can't fucking sleep because
As soon as I close my eyes
I feel your fingertips tracing my skin
Again.
I see you touching me.

I told you I'm fine and I'm over it
But every time I look at you
I still see the boy you were that day.

I can't let anyone hug me
Or touch my hands,
Arms,
Face,
Any part of me.
Because when they do,
I just feel your hands.

I can't keep doing this.

I don't eat,
I don't sleep,
All I do is overthink
And breakdown when everyone's
Asleep or I'm alone.

No matter how many times
I wash my body,
I still feel your filth.

I can't keep breaking down
Whenever I'm trying to sleep.
If any keep doing this.

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