TosSinG and TurNinG

Tossing and turning in my bed.
Because you’re always in my head.
Adjusting the pillows with no success
Because I knew I loved you best.

Monsters don’t corrupt my dreams
But I still wake to my screams.
You left me; the fault was mine
Regrets won't stop contorlling my mind.

Tossing and turning still
Because without you I am ill
Adjusting pillows again and again
Without you I can’t win