Insomnia by 80-HD :

I’m too comfortable in my own skin
I’m standing and in pain
I peel away like velcro
And my body’s shape has left a stain

I’ve walked these halls a thousand times
I’ve passed through all these doors
I’m in the room again and don’t
Remember what I’m here for

Day and hours, weeks and night
All fade into each other
I look for you so I stay sane
Just knowing there are others

Each morning’s a daydream, each evening’s a horror
Each day feels like a haze
What will it take to break out from
This listless, tired gaze

I wake up in the darkness
Just as the light disappears
All my loved ones go to sleep
Awakening my feers

My fantasies all sicken me
My comforts make me miserable
I can’t escape that tired glow
Of the metaphysical

Insomnia

Julius Btesh