;;1:27am
the insomnia has skyrocketed. my eyelids are held open by clothespins and my brain kept on by the electric chair. shocked every time i try to doze off. if i do sleep, maybe the chair will go off and saturate my brain with so much electricity that it shortcircuits. the computer running my body is forever put into sleep mode. i wouldn't have to wake up if i fell asleep. i don't want to wake up after i fall asleep.
YOU ARE READING
tears turned to ink
Poetrypieces of my thoughts and heart sewn together and melted down for me to write about trigger warning: everything
