All night I wandered
Beyond the sheets of my bed
Crawling through my head
Drawing in
Every little or large
Feeling that passed through me.
Granted, I did not
Hesitate to stop
It. I simply just felt and
Knew, that there was
Little for
Me to do.
No matter the strength
Of my
Person, I could not rise from the sheets.
Questionably therefore, I
Rose in my thoughts, tears
Streaming down my cheeks.
Thoughts that kept me
Under, under the
Vast deep, twisted and
Warped crevices of my mind.
X marks the time when
You tried to give me my pills.
Zip me up, not knowing they just awakened my chills.
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Isabella Betkowski
24. No idea who I am. Just writing my way through it.
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