I fight the night for sleep, I beg it for even a minure of rest. To be able to lay my head down in peace is becoming a tiring test. My eyes attempt to close but my mind runs with endless conversations with myself,asking exhausting questions like “How?” “what has led you here?” In the stillness of this bed my mind plays out what I thought I once so well knew but only in...
And like a to eager child, only ready to play with his new toy at Christmas, you discarded the manual and ruined what you so long had waited for. -Jasmine+Elizabeth