I don't understand the meaning as to why 7am is the alarm to my body...

I woke up thinking that I don't want to speak.....

God that asshole wrote to me and even though I could seriously care less at the moment, WTF?!?!?

I needed to be forgotten,
I needed to feel as if it never happened like other events in my life....

I am embarrassed by how I felt,
Reacted,
Expressed the care I had inside for a closet case that reminds me so much of my own past...

I know why I woke up. I woke up because I lack the tender space that would keep me asleep. The space that would tire me,
Hold me,
Look into my eyes and kiss me goodnight.

I need to fix my reality and stop wanting the broom of fantasy that will sweep the nightmares from within.