As I stare into the mirror, I cannot stop the anxiety rising up
The dreaded part of the night, the worst part of the day, the inevitable doom
Bed time
If it sounds like a childish remark, don’t dismiss it, for it cannot be further from the truth
Bed time
As it is the reason I cannot fall asleep at night.
The confession might seem silly, thinking of going to sleep is what prevents me from doing so.
Bed time
If there could be a way to never go to bed again, I would do it.
Bed time
As the thought of fear, sadness, embarrassment, and anxiety creep into my head
The night demons do not let me slip into a peaceful slumber
Bed time
If the midnight thoughts would just subside, there could finally be a chance for me
Bed time
As the spiralling of my head continues, I wonder what a normal night would look like
The healthy, mentally sound person. The not inner-demons-are-taking-me-over person
Bed time
If any of those people are reading, please tell me what to do.
Bed time
As I lie awake, I can’t help but hope for the bliss of sleep to come over me
The ceiling is dark and dull, there shouldn’t be anything that is keeping me from my
Bed time
If I could only get some sleep, then everything would be okay again.
