"Sleeping" RoutineA Poem by naiyannamEvery night, when the moon bedtimes the sunlight, her thoughts leave her staring off into space, while everyone else is sound asleep on their soft memory foam beds, their eyes rolled back in their pillows. Her demons decide to keep her awoken not allowing to her to be equally as comfortable as everyone else. She keeps herself distracted by watching twin boys who she claims who have saved her. She thinks she's tired but the moon swoops her up from her sleep, the constellations mission is to dance with her, happily dipping her into a frustration. She says, "she's okay," cause if she rants, she's an attention w***e. She cries Every morning, she has to wake up at 5:45AM to go to this place she calls prison. Sometimes Hell. She wakes up to the annoying scream off her alarm clock. It has awaken her. She changed it to 5:55AM, to 6:05AM, to 6:10AM. She's still exhausted. She got four hours of sleep. She gets ready in 25 minutes because that's the time she has to catch a bus. She looks a mess and she wonders why no boys like her. She naps into, Spanish, science and math. She fails her tests and quizzes and her phone gets threatened to get taken away. Stress builds higher and higher, trying to keep her grades good, dealing with her insecurities and her "sleep." Her teachers say, "stop being so irresponsible and go to sleep earlier," but they don't know her struggle for going to sleep. She talks down on herself every night, all because she couldn't sleep. She gets frustrated. She cries.
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