

insomniaI had no friends. I had no friends while I slept at least, yet was never alone when my eyes ran a wicked dry red. My friends, I stumbled. Cruel, How very cruel you all are. You never let me a wink of sleep! They simply laughed.insomnia
My head, my head filled with their thoughts, not of my own .where had mine gone? What had happened to my voice, because of them I no longer had a place for my voice. What did I even sound like? My throat was straining, trying to roar over the deafening crowd of friends. Eyes felt soft, black and bruised for weeks. How could I win? My body craved the chatter, c
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