the week drags on
and on,
essay after essay after project after test,
i need to recharge.
my eyes close
refusing to stay alert:
no longer fueled,
i cannot sleep.
toss
turn
flip the pillow
sit up
lay down
think.
my thoughts keep me awake.
sounds outside and inside
of me interrupt ...
I can feel hundred of eyes surveying me – little, black spiders crawling up and down my body. They run across my skin, under my clothes, in my ears. They creep and crawl, and I can’t shake them off. I can’t prevent the paranoia that consumes me, the spiders that consume my body. At least… I ...
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