3.2 | The End of Infinity

[iv.]

I never liked sleeping.
Because whenever I closed my eyes,
Blackness would surround me.
Emptiness would echo in my head,
sometimes I'd feel dead.

When I woke up,
I'd find dry crusty snail lines across my cheeks.
Subconsciously, I'd cry in my sleep.

And, if I'd never closed my eyes,
maybe they wouldn't squeeze out tears.

maybe I wouldn't feel cold and small in this great big world,
maybe I could try and rest, undisturbed.

Because when I close my eyes and fall asleep,

I'm stuck in a loop of darkness and tears,

and I can never quite

e s c a p e .