
All night long, your thoughts are on the air. Am I sleeping? Have I slept at all? And then you know how when you can't sleep, everything becomes an out of body experience.
That was me last night, and I quite clearly remember arguing with people in my room that it was absolutely not normal that I was arguing with people in my room that just weren't there. They answered me back. My door opened on its own. This was probably all in my head. Probably. It's worse than when you're drunk and remember in flashes.
I took a walk around the house. I drank water, drank water drank water. Such a drag when you can't sleep, when you're actually falling alseep that you get so excited and your heart starts beating so wildly that you wake yourself back up. And all I was waiting for was light.
Twenty years old and the middle of the night still terrifies me.
And I'm biting the inside of my mouth so much. My tongue feels like sandpaper.
And instead of counting sheep I'm counting reasons.
And even though nobody died from lack of sleep. You still feel like ripping your hair out.
Dawn makes everything better.

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