Tuesday, August 18, 2015

The truth of the matter August 18, 2015

She's screaming. My arms, legs and the deepness of my torso hum with her buzzing. I feel the tingling sensation pulse and push at my skin. She's screaming. She screams every day and every night as I take my meds, she screams even louder.

I cannot sleep. I see outside but I cannot escape. The worm curls within, growing. I wonder will it explode inside me.

She's screaming, clawing and grasping the bars of my prison. I cannot sleep, she won't me sleep.

I won't let her sleep.

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