Restless

Sleep just won't come easy. I have too much on my mind and this place is too new. I wake in the night with moisture on my cheeks and the empty, incurable feeling of loss. I lost what I left behind and I know it. It's just the way of change, yes, but the feeling that I could have had just a little more time drives me insane. It's such an empty demon too, it makes you suffer because you are helpless to cure it, only time can do that. You hear the clock tick, replay it all in your head and you know there is nothing to be done.