it's the same each and every night. glare at my screen with two big bloodshot eyes. i'm stuck self-torturing; my meds are failing me. internal clock in smithereens. can't fix this
i'm hopeless. my eyes are stapled open wide
as i lay down on my side. i am bouncing off these walls. notice my hands begin to twitch. unprovoked assaulting of my conscious wit. me and the tv are enemies. sickening static surrounds my mind. i'm losing time
and realizing that
after days of thought that i'm
stuck self-torturing; my meds are failing me. internal clock in smithereens. can't fix this
i'm hopeless. my eyes are stapled open wide
as i lay down on my side. i am bouncing off these walls. as i focus on the clock
time stands still
but i cannot. i should strap myself in bed. i guess i'll sleep when i am dead. talk to myself
lie in the darkness so content. as the sun begins to rise
i can barely shut my eyes. this crazed
delirious mess; laughing at everything i see. my sanity is spent. just tell me where my time went. i'm losing it. attention: all insomniacs
please raise your right hand. and kindly
repeat after me. i guess i'll sleep when i am dead!"