Brooding?

Lily

I let out another sigh, basking in the sun rays that warmed my skin. This was the sole reprieve I had despite the nights I suffered.

Time had passed, nearly two weeks since the first renewed nightmare but its impact hadn't waned. I had grown used to it, sometimes giving into the screams and threats in the nights, only to wake up tired, lethargic with tears in my eyes in the middle of the night. Not a day went by that I didn't suffer from it.

I tried to stay awake for as long as I could to stave it off. I didn't know which was worse. Whether it was the lack of sleep itself or the empty exhaustion from the nightmares, I didn't know, yet every new day it felt slightly harder to stay up. My movements were a tad slower, the draw of sleep and the weight in my bones slightly heavier.

The insomnia had even affected my eating. More times often than not, I had no urge to eat. The instinct was there, but in the face of my lethargy , everything felt dull and. If not for having to eat for