It has been a while but this is from last night (at 3 actually)
It’s 3am
And my mind refuses to shut down.
My body is yearning to be moved
With eyes barely closed in this nightmare.
Mouthing words that can never be heard
I’m begging to be lifted into existence.
Clawing at the very bane of emptiness
With tiny legs running over a diminishing vessel.
Moving nowhere and in taking nothing while
Vermin gnaw at my mind
clawing through my eyelids.
Pitch-less screams escape my lips
As rodents escape my being
I am given bristles instead of a hand
I wish for movement but I can’t be heard.
Immobility sets into the lungs as my mind pleads for an ending.
Begging for gray feet to stop running
For extended vertebrae to stop moving
To end the nocturnal flexibilities
I’m awaiting aid from the person near me
Begging as paralysis sets into me lips
For this bed to set me free
jericmasters 