Posted by Anonymous on 2014/05/05 under Uncategorized Can’t sleep won’t sleep. I lie, thoughts chasing one another through my mind, finding it hard to concentrate on the white door that’s straight in front of me. Only I can open that door, the one that leads to my potential, dreams and yet I lay staring at it wishing something would happen. Why don’t I open the door? What is stopping me? My lack of confidence or just sheer laziness. The silence overwhelms me it is so loud, louder than any noise I have ever heard. I turn on the manufactured music it drums into my ears yet it cannot cure this feeling of being awake. Isn’t it strange how one song can alter your entire mood, change the thoughts running through your mind consuming your brain, almost eating away changing from prospective to everyday. I brush my fingers along my nail beds, sliding my fingers between one another maybe in comfort, or in fact fear. Maybe it is both. Staring into the small lights that surround my bed, they cause my eyes to tear I want to look away but am transfixed on the reaction occurring inside the bulb. Sharp pain in my side reminds me that I should be sleeping, looking at the clock the seconds go bye in a hurry, they’ve got things to do, places to be unlike I. Isn’t sleep supposed to comfort you body and soul, make you relax, not care about the worries of everyday life, oh how wrong that is or that common idea of sleep. My eyelids drooping slowly I force them not to fall, fighting the satisfaction of sleep where I can drift into a world of dreams putting reality to one side and focusing on the illusory. My eyes are closed facing darkness yet I know that the flick of the switch could help me, should I stay closed alone or open up to face the light?