At night I lay in bed wide awake
Even though I yawn all day long
I lay on my burning stomach
My heart pounding into the mattress
I clutch my pillow
Yearning for a tight embrace
Voices in my head grow louder and louder
The gears in my brain refuse to stop turning
My eyelids spring open
What if
What if
What if
My head begins to throb
I pick and pick at my skin
Eventually making myself bleed
Do I take a pill
No
I'm fine
Six hours
I have six hours before I start another day
Six hours to slow my breathing
Six hours to quiet the voices
Should I take a pill
I don't need it
Eventually my eyelids grow heavy
I curl up in a ball to relax my fidgeting body
I sweat as I dream
I'm running as fast as I can
But when I wake
What was chasing me is my reality