Post 4am Panic Attack

I feel sad but I don’t know what to cry about,
My head is killing me and my bones ache, but all I’ve done is sit still,
Every nerve is screaming exhaustion but I got 13 hours of sleep,
I have never felt so alone, but I have 5 unread messages still on my phone.
My soul is craving music but the silence is keeping me calm,
I need the lamp to write my thoughts down, but the light hurts my eyes,
So, I guess I’ll just curl up in the dark and cry.

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