Sleepless and struggling to pry

apart the memories you try.

So hard to hide from the light

over this long, lonely night.



Thoughts linger on like a rash,

like a slow motion car crash.

They clutter like moths to a flame,

singeing your angular frame.



Like clouds and the stars here from sight.

Feeling adventurous you might

Float free at dizzying heights.

Nothing can reach you at night.