I've got a bad case of the 1:00 am guilts - you know, when you lie in bed awake and replay all those things you didn't do right? Because, as we all know, nothing solves insomnia like a nice warm glass of regret, depression and self-loathing.To me there is nothing quite so terror-inducing as the loss of sleep. It creates phantoms and doubts, causes one to questions one's own abilities and judgement, and, over time, dismantles, the body from within leaving only a shell of your former self. How have I become so broken? Where do I even begin to start anew? Will the past continue to haunt me regardless, am I doomed to wander the dark oblivion, trapped, within the shattered pieces of my mind? I concede to the guilt......to the darkness...........forever a lost soul