To Insomnia

It's the same every night.

A glow from my screen;

Reflecting two reddened eyes.

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I'm stuck in a loop of my own self-torture; now my medicine is failing.

Compass in unsalvageable pieces,

Can't fix this, neither can you.

I'm hopeless.

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Eyes pinned open, open wide,

As I shift to my side.

Bouncing with the shadows dancing on these walls.

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Notice how my hands begin to twitch.

An unprovoked assault.

I and the ceiling are rivals, a twisted staring contest.

While a sickening static drowns my mind.

Nowhere to go.

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I'm losing,

Losing time, and realizing that-

After days, of thoughts that I am-

Stuck in a loop of self-torture; my medicine is ending me.

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Eyes are held open wide,

As I shift to my other side.

Held open by the hands of shadows.

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Eyes bouncing off these walls.

Ricochet, ricochet, ricochet.

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I tried to focus on the clock,

Time sits still, but I cannot.

I should tape my eyes shut.

I guess it's like that when you're dead.

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Talking to myself, or the shadows?

As the sun begins to rise, I can barely shut my mind.

My sanity is spent before I knew I had it.

Just, tell me where my time went.

I'm lost.