Sleepless nights

Tired. This stress brings out the demon in me.
One that weighs heavily on the eyes and inside.
With only one thought to get through the day.
A few short blinks to stimulate the senses,
A struggle not to collapse over a day’s hard work.
Blank stares back and forth showing no interest,
Walking the earth as a silent drone to society.
A quick smile to feed their curiosity,
Insanity. The bags lay dark and heavy now.
It’s as if I almost don’t exist today.
They seem to pass right through me,
Leaving the painful comments behind.
The day’s end brings a new beginning,
“Lay awake now, don’t sleep yet.
Our nights together needn’t be lost.”
The insomnia of my emotions call to me.
One more sleepless night. Reality