I Can't Sleep
A poem by Lizzy Pacem, written in 2020 while crying alone in her all-too-empty bed.
- I stare at the ceiling above me
As I lay alone in my bed
While you're away working your graveyard shift.
- I don't want to close my eyes,
But they're getting so heavy;
My mind starts to wander again in that pre-dreaming state,
And I dread what I will see tonight
As I ponder the things that have been flitting through my mind lately.
- My eyelids seal over my eyes for the night
As I think about her...
And you...
And her kids...
And her and you and her kids all together.
- I can't sleep;
I'm too afraid of seeing it again,
Of feeling it again,
Of waking up crying and screaming because it just hurts
So damn much to think about you with someone else.
- I can't sleep
Because I can see you sitting on the couch
With your arm around her as she curls into your side on the couch...
Our couch...
In our house...
Right in front of me...
But you'd rather be cuddling with her.
- I can't sleep
As I watch her kids run to you
And call you "dad"
And tell you how much they love you;
I can see how you adore them, too,
Especially the little girl...
Something else she can give you that I can't.
- I can't sleep;
It's devastating to hear you two talking and laughing
While you think I'm sleeping in the other room
Because you two are on the same sleeping schedule...
Maybe if I stayed up with you all night
You would be happier with me...
But maybe not...
Because I'm not her.
- I can't sleep;
She's laying in the bed with you, sleeping up against you
With your arm draped over her the way it should be draped over me
But you say it hurts too much for you to sleep with me like that.
- I can't sleep,
And I know you'd be happier if she were here talking to you
Instead of blowing your phone up with texts
While you're stuck here with me.
- I can't sleep
Without thinking about how much prettier she is than me
And how she can do everything I can do
But twice as good...
And how she has less mental and physical hindrances
Than I ever have.
- I can't sleep
Alone in this bed wondering if you really have to work late
Every day or if you take that extra hour to swing by her house
Just to see her and those kids.
- I can't sleep
Because my mind is flooded with images of you and her
Kissing on the bed in the middle of the night
And of younger times when you let her mark you...
The way you never let me mark you...
You might as well already be hers.
- I can't sleep
Knowing that you'd rather have her,
But you're stuck here with me and our baby.
- I can't sleep
When I can see her carrying our baby around
In his baby carrier, strapped close to her chest
Listening to her heartbeat instead of mine,
Being calm and quiet for her when he seems to just cry for me.
- I can't sleep
In this much pain...
Maybe if I just stepped out
Or just offed myself...
Yes...
Then nothing would stand in the way of you two.
- You come home late again
And ask me how my night was...
Why I look so tired...
Why I can't sleep...
About the Creator
Lizzy Pacem
I have experienced many things over my long life, and all of these things influence my writing. I have been an advocate for the arts since the beginning of the concept of art, and I hope to inspire others to embrace their inner creators.
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