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How Do I Sleep

   I'm sleepy but whenever I close my eyes I see myself losing the one I love to the voices in my head.

   Maybe I am.

   I can't.

   I'm tired.

   I can't sleep.

   That's fine.

   That's fine because she can sleep, and she's all that matters anymore.

   She told me to try my best to sleep tonight, and I told her to go to bed and it would be alright.

   She's okay.

   She wants me to be okay.

   If I take care of myself she'll be happy.

   I started eating better.

   I feel horrible and gross and guilty, but she'll always smile at me and say "You're doing great!" and I don't feel bad anymore.

   I've been clean for weeks.

   I'm trying and I'm almost okay again.

   Because of her.

   She's the one who did this.

   Now she wants me to sleep.

   I can't sleep.

   I have to sleep.

   I have to take care of myself so I can take care of her.

   Please help.

   I'll take any advice, I just need to sleep.

   Please.