It's 11:49, i can't sleep, my bones ache and my teeth are weak,
the simplest thing can trigger a minor headache
A headache so strong your bones rattle
A headache so strong the pain burns your skin, feeling the peirce
Your body numb and dumb, it's become immune to my brain and to the pain
I shake, hoping to move the item away, but only seem to freeze, I can't escape.
The sky seems red, I become itchy, my skin aches for attention, as all I can do is shut it up.
Itch. Don't do it. Itch away.
Itch away, show your in control.
You let it take your body, made it melt better.
Stop. You've made it so far, don't let it win, your so close.
You want to through, you want to get rid of it, but your body seems to stay still, the item still there.
You can't escape it. However much, you trained yourself, and it will always be there.
You can't get rid of the history. It's there, all over your mind and body, you can't escape the mini prison your in.
Mess with something, get it off your head, but you can't move. Making yourself worthless.
You feel enpowerment. Throwing the item across the room, feeing your eyes sting, you want to cry, but they seem to repel all tears.
You feel the poison In your mouth, your head, your arms, you're trapped, but you realized it just a bit. Don't let yourself be lost.
You got this.
Love yourself.
