Tossing and turning

Been tossing and turing
Since
This morning
The same interruption
Of my sleep
Force my eyes
To empty bed sheets
Open the drawer
To get myself ready
Steady

Pacing back and forth
But I’ve already

Been up for two days
I can’t keep my legs
Straight
Recurring dreams
Of dying slow
And all alone
Inside this room
Where i tell no
One i go
Im all alone
I drown myself
In thoughts of you
And i can’t never fucking
Move
Im paralyzed in shame
And regret
And pitiful
Apologies
I’m not sorry
I tried to be
Every fucking
Thing i should have
Never seen
Its over we
Can never be
Anything
Wasting life
Wasting time
Caught inside
My own demise
And I’m just passing 20
And death seems
To haunt me
I can feel it in my head
Every second
It tries to taunt me