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this one is from my personal collection...you folks are the first to read it...
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When you can't sleep,
everything is blurred.
A dream, in a dream.
Detached from reality.
It's like watching a movie.
But the movie is right there.
Nothing seems real.
Everything looks blue-ish.
Your eyes water,
and don't stop.
They burn like you just rubbed
Salt in them.
Every sound seems muffled,
and everything has the volume
Turned down.
It's like the world is on mute.
Every feeling is different.
After a few days,
sleep isn't required.
It would be nice,
but you don't have to
If you don't want to.
You stay thirsty,
Your throat is always dry.
Sandpaper would feel wet
Compared to this.
I haven't slept in a week.
It's hard to believe.
My personal record so far
Is 18 days straight.
I had to be hospitalized
After that one.
It's wasn't fun,
but I couldn't sleep.
I don't know why I can't sleep now.
I guess I do, but I don't want to admit it.
D caused this, in a way.
In another way, I caused this.
Sleep is a welcomed state,
A temporary death.
This doesn't feel like life,
Although I don't know what does.
I'll sleep eventually,
When I get tired enough.
Technically that won't be sleep,
It'll be passing out.
There's a difference.
I know that,
But it doesn't matter.
Rest is rest.
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