I cannot sleep when the tears never fell when they were meant too.

I cannot sleep when someone I thought I knew never spoke another word to me.

I cannot sleep when all of the voices from past influences are telling me not to waste my potential, my talent.

I cannot sleep.

Knowing i’ve been hurt.

Knowing i’ve hurt people.

Knowing time is passing while I rest my eyes.

Knowing I only have myself.

Myself. That’s all I need, at least that’s what they’ve told me.

Though, it is lonely.

You are never alone, they would say.

But I am alone.

Right now at least.

And I do not know when this will become something I can reminisce on.

But, for now, i’m alone.

And that’s okay, at least I would like to think it is.

I am okay.