An ocean of insomnia

Sunk miles below the sunlight zone,

the tension of a midnight zone compression

crushes the tender tissues beneath

my exhausted eyelids.

Should I rise to the surface,

choose my destiny,

and end this suffering?

Only Monday will tell.

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