Sleep or Lack Of

No matter how much he tried to rub his eyes, the sleep remained in them, that tired feeling, drowsiness and wanting to sleep all day. His nightmares were getting worse and did little to help his sleep pattern. Not until he could stop looking over his shoulder every two seconds, wondering when the worst was gonna come or if it had already. He needed to get out before this place ruined him. It already had ruined him. He just wanted to go home, have one night of peaceful sleep and keep it that way.

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