Just Writing what comes to my mind

She hovered over me like a cloud. Teasing me and laughing in my face. Pointinf and jeering. She was Sleep and she owned the night. But sleep was something that I couldn’t get. She laughed at my suffering and I begged any God if there was one, to let me sleep at least one night. Things had gotten out of hand. I wasn’t okay with this but how do you face a demon that you created yourself?