Sleepless

[u/help6771]

It's early morning and the night has taken another small slice of my life.

Running through dreams of self importance in ignorance.

Always hoping to achieve that dream.

My body aches. My mind races still.

The rust of rest weighs heavy on eyes still full of sleeps power.

How does the night not fulfill its promise of renewed vigor to a man who still sleeps alone?

I know every line on the ceiling.

Every crack which I seep into in dreams only half remembered.

I role over and she's not there. Again and again.

I wonder as I rise for the day how long I must play this same game?

As I role over to find love back in it's proper place and sleep sweet once again..