it's just that,

I can't find my phone.
I'm antsy.
I can't sleep.

and you're...

stupid.

Night, lift up the shades.
Let in the brilliant light of morning.
But steady me now,
for I am weak and starving for mercy.
Sleep has left me alone
to carry the weight of unraveling where we went wrong.
It's all I can do to hang on,
to keep me from falling into old familiar shoes.