Why Sleep Doesn't Come

Wed, 08/14/2013 - 15:28 -- Kaila01

I can’t close my eyes.

It’s not that I’m physically incapable of doing so

or that I lack the know-how.

It has nothing to do with my fear of the dark.

I simply can’t do it.

My mind tells me to do so

but my heart says I can’t

because I won’t like what I see.

So I won’t close my eyes

because I know my heart is right

but, my mind longs to share the image

that has taken up it’s volume.

Close them, it whispers, taunting me

with the illusion of fatigue.

We’re not ready, my heart warns me.

So I can’t close my eyes in fear

that if I do,

I’ll be reminded of you.

 

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