self-centered, me, myself and I

Hmm I would say it depends. it can be in the morning when the day breaks and I go out to walk my dog, or in the evening when the sun sets because I love the night. It also scares me because I know I’m not going to sleep, ah dear insomnia, it rarely leaves me.

Insomnia, stuck to my skin, leaving me prey to my darkest, most sinister thoughts, I hate not sleeping. sleep is the key to lucidity and peace. How could I find them ? Have I ever seen them ?

Insomnia, you reason in me with everything that goes with it: anxiety, stress and of course: depression. Oh depression, we’ll talk about that later. I have so much to say about you. I hate not sleeping. I feel like I’m not myself in the morning when I have to get up. I feel like I’m someone else: maybe that’s the case? These periods of « no sleep » are followed by periods where I can sleep for days and days. I no longer know where to place myself. Would I find my place?

I hate you Insomnia. I hate no sleeping. I hate being a zombie. I hate waking up and I didn’t sleeped at all. It’s like a joke.

I hope you’re just a passenger in my life.