I'm so tired that I have dreams about sleeping.
Sometimes I dream that I've woken up and gone back to a strange and uncanny version of my life
I don't know if I'm asleep or awake, and it feels like I'm drowning, trapped
Waking up is worse.
I try to force myself into consciousness but I keep getting dragged back down into the depths of torturous sleep
My body won't listen to me, my eyes won't stay open, my limbs won't move,
It hurts.
I rarely win the battle.
It doesn't matter if I've had 4 hours, 8 hours, 12 or more,
It's never enough.
It's too much.
When I manage to tear myself out of bed I spend the next few hours floating around on autopilot
Deep within myself I'm fighting to properly wake myself up
Fighting for control
Eventually I drift back fully into my body
I'm still tired, but at least I feel more like a real person
But that exhaustion is still always there
Lurking in the background
A looming threat that at any moment I could be pulled back into the liminal space
Of waking and unrestful sleep.

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