Tired

I should be tired

but I don't feel it

I won't feel it.

Trying to sleep

would mean lying

here, alone, in the

silence, in the

dark. I can't be

alone tonight.

Or any night.

I can't do it.

The pieces of me

I've rejected,

all the emotions

I've ignored 

for so long,

They claw

at my sanity

desperate for release.

But I refuse.

I could try to sleep.

In the quiet. Listen

as they scream at me.

But I'm not tired,

I don't feel it,

I won't feel it.