Half or Full?

Am I half-awake or half-asleep?

Only an optimist would know.

They say I am half-dead.

Not half-alive.

Just half-dead.

The thoughts running through my head

Are deceptively new,

And I wish I was completely reborn.

My mind’s hymen was ruptured ages ago.

Ages of insomnia have plagued me since.

I hate disparity.

My essence longs for whole-sleep.