I really liked the rawness of you words and I could believe that it was indeed written at 3.am, a time when worries/stress/whatever generally finds us awake.

Just a couple of lines had me stumbling :-

pour through my pores – i dream of you, always. (I felt pour and pores didn't quite work so perhaps consider course or flow instead of pour?)

every time I search for a new anchor to dive off of, (off of again found my tongue twisted...how about from?)

Anyway...still very worthy of my nomination...good luck :)