Introverted By My Thoughts [✓]

Cold nights

My heart's beat is pacing,
I'm shivering - not that type of cold.
Tears run down my cheeks;
Leave me alone, I'm not crying.
Clenching tight against my pillow;
Not enough, I clench harder.
Grabbing tight my sheets,
Rolling back and forth across the bed;
What is this? How did the bed get so spacious?
All alone in the dark;
Still not wanting to be in the light.
Letting go of my pillow, hugging my body tighter,
Folding myself into a ball.
There something inside of me, craving for companionship;
A demon, maybe?
I have never been so cold;
Still, my body rejects every sheet over me.
Sleep is nowhere to be found,
How great? just perfect.
Thanks a lot, sleep!
You've left me at bay,
To the clutches of the night.