Eyes burning, you lay awake, unable to close them for blessed sleep. You cannot will your body to obey so instead you beg, plead, promise anything for just a few restorative moments. You need them, want them. Insanity clawing at your brain, shadows moving in each corner.
Muscles tired, tossing and turning doesn’t help. There’s nothing that can be done to make it better. Lying awake is exhausting, draining more precious energy.
You start, awake again. The singular moment blissful, but painfully short. The tears begin to escape down your face as your body racks with sobs. You only want a minute or two… Is that too much to ask?
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