Sleepless Nights
by Aria C.
· 04/02/2026
Published 04/02/2026 16:33
The mattress lies bare on the floor,
no frame to hold the weight of dreams,
just echoes of rest, a hollow store,
where thoughts weave and unravel at the seams.
Awake in a tangle of blankets and doubt,
the wall stares back, my only friend,
with morning light spilling, inside out,
a familiar dance with no clear end.