Can't Sleep Through The Pain

Sleep taunts me as I bat my eyes that feel as though they are leaking sand. The tears have eroded deep grooves into my cheeks from the all familiar road that they repeatedly take throughout the day as emotions seem to vanish and reappear incessantly. If I were to wear mascara tonight then my face would look as though it were part of her nursery design with "zebra" patterns adorned on my cheeks as well as the shirt I wear. Poems seem to produce a moment of relief and serve as a creative outlet for me to explain my unbearable suffering. Short and brief such as her life, I find peace in the words I write. I hope to drift off to sleep and dream again soon so that I can hold you...
Mommy loves you baby girl ♥ R.I.P. CMR ♥