Yet another sleepless night.
I ponder the hiccups of my life.
Where am I going?
What is the reason I am in this place?
I long for a physical touch
Yet I'm left with nothing
Just my bed full of pillows
A charcoal version of myself
Staring back at me
I've reached my wits end
Yet in all the chaos that is my thoughts
I find inspiration to create something beautiful
Tonights sleepless masterpeice...