Monday, February 28, 2011

Enter the Insomniac

Nights and days blend together in one sleepless homogeneity.

I can't tell the border between sleep and waking anymore.

This is what it wants.

It wants me to dream.

In my dreams in the little hours of sleep I get, I hear one word whispered over and over again. And yet I can't ever remember it when I wake.

A word that, to me, sounds like fear.

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