Sleep deprivation

You can’t take my woes away. They are mine to drown in. Like a vortex, you can wrestle with mine over my dead body

You can’t keep my depression at bay. It’s mine to obsess over. Like a tornado, you can wrestle with mine over my dead body

You can’t take my grievances away. They are mine to regret. Like a hurricane, you can wrestle with mine over my dead body

You can’t keep my mood swings secret. They are mine to molest and fondle. Like a sandstorm, you can wrestle with mine over my dead body.

You can’t take my mistakes as your own. They are mine to dissociate from. Like a tsunami, you can wrestle with mine over my dead body.

You can’t separate me from my pain. We are one in the same and will never be parted. Like a willing participant, we can share my sorrow together. Like a countdown, I will show you my dead body