Insomnia
I’m afraid I have that
It’s in my family.
And I feel uncomfortable, like
I’m laying on glass and
my eyes won’t shut
A sea of glass, as they say.
The waves pass over my body with
thoughts of cutting cruelty.
Wave, by wave, by wave my blood quickly
leaks
Wave by wave, the less human I will be
I’m cold
I’m hardened
I am glass
Please, one tap and I am gone.
By: Victoria S. Rios-Rivas
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