sleepless nights
come far too often,
and days when
i succeed,
i stay in bed,
savoring
the little rest
my body achieves,
because i don't know
when such times
will return,
and i will be
tormented by
days
like today:
sleepless,
disconnected,
a hollow shell
of a being,
carried by
some wayward
wind,
i cannot describe.
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