Having earned a pain that could even defeat Morphines and all anesthetics put together.the ache pestered,hindering my perfectly functional senses to a full stop.the sleep hormones called for a indefinite strike that terminated me from dreaming my now ex.for me crying was meant only for girls, and it checked my filled dam from a possible outbreak.
     A sleep deprieved me kept redistributing myself to the length & breadth of the single bed to put my tormented eyes to rest,and yet, my fate dint allow that to happen.