i've got enough on my mind. by 8rhyme-and-reason8, literature
Literature
i've got enough on my mind.
sleep won’t come to me
my feet hurt and my eyes are heavy
but i still can’t sleep
because i’m painfully aware of the empty space around my waist
where your arm usually is
my neck is cold where your breath usually is
and there’s too much space for my legs
the silence feels cold, not warmed by another body
and there’s no heartbeat on my back
your hand is missing where i would reach out for it
to hold the demons at bay
i can’t help but feel like there are pieces of me missing
when i have to sleep alone.
