I lie awake;
My mind fights sleep.
I feel so ill;
I emptily weep.
Barren of dreaming, reach blindly for solace;
Come only up empty, there's nothing so flawless.
Staring in languishment, time doesn't pass;
Anxious and restless, fragile as glass.
Damaged already, cracks spread and I shatter;
Broken into pieces,
I'm fine. It doesn't matter.