I never used to be able to sleep alone.
Lying awake all night feeling cold and afraid.
Now I talk in my sleep.
I speak my dreams out loud for the world to hear.
I cry in my sleep, reliving every moment that haunts my memory.
It’s gotten worse. My voice has gotten louder. I wake up saying all the things I wish I had been brave enough to say in the moment.
“Don’t touch me, don’t yell at me, you don’t deserve me…please don’t leave me”.
Now I sleep on the couch.
Too afraid that my subconscious mind will utter the one name I want to keep hidden.

That I wont be able to hide that deep down, I know that every night, the face that I see the most,
is yours.