j

i haven't slept well in over a week,

between nightmares and late night arguments it's hard to catch rest.

i often use people in place of melatonin.

fruit flavored gummies never worked, 

i need steady arms and your chest pressed against mine, but i know there's a time limit to our affair that i'm attempting to ignore,

so i just enjoy the warmth of your embrace while i can.

to pass the time i try to socialize but it's futile, 

i've never gotten along with people my age.

i can blame who i grew up with, how we have different hobbies, even brain chemistry.

however i think it's because conflict doesn't interest me.

they all prefer me as a prop in their battles,

 so a toy is a step up in my book.

let me be the stuffed cat you hold after a long day at work,

let me attempt to get some sleep.