My heart breaks as I watch them sleep. Sleep comes to me in short bursts, a few hours here and there.
So I listen to their breaths fall, the murmured protests to struggles in their dreams.
They sleep uninterrupted for hours, blissfully blind to everything. I envy them so much.
I feel I can never escape my precarious reality. Walking a razor edge and smiling - listening to everyone saying I am fine now. Terrified of the invisible threat, praying that "complications" will not worsen.
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