Day: Oct 5, 2020

The nurses rush into the room carrying sleep medication.

I try to refuse but my addiction wants to feed its temptations.

A cold needle in my knee, I squirm but keep myself patient.

If I hush a bit more, we can conquer the sleep deprivation.

The doctors hold my arms down as I gasp and reach for air.

All the pain inside is too much to handle with simple despair.

With the last of my strength I watch them cut off my hair.

If I suffer a moment more, they’re going to bury my soul bare.