Confessions of an Insomniac

The voices of chaos surround me and I can't sleep.
The echoes of recurring thoughts consume me and I can't sleep.
I look for solace in a man that will never want me.

He whispers empty promises as I wait for sleep to consume me.
He desires my body and nothing more.
A temporary fix to his addiction ,thats what I am worth to him.

I am alone again with my thoughts and I can't sleep.