Swarmed by blankets
Drowning in pillows
I swam in a sea of sleep
Tossing and turning
Reaching for something
Flailing and failing
For someone.
Something.
A solid anchor
Asleep beside me.
He’s been missing for so long
Here in one instance
Gone in the next
It was just the comfort
Something to hold onto
Did it matter if he was the wrong one?
Distance spanned between us
And I realised all was lost
I dropped it into the abyss
Forever gone.
Insomnia takes its place
Because the truth is
I don’t like sleeping alone.
The aquarium of thoughts
That like fish flitter and delve
Unwelcome are most
Which like piranhas
Expel their unwanted truths
In subconscious bouts
Inescapable
Irrepressible
And yet utterly true.