I twist

sheets, skin and mind.

Time drags, stretches,

slows down in treacle spoon drips

drip

       drip

              drips

echoes in the darkness

The caved midnight, pitch and tar, blind mans buff black

Reach, claw, rip.

 

Breaking out

 

This is the inside me,

the thinking me,

the fearfull me.

 

Hatefull,

Angry.

 

I despise

 

I left myself a message

A reminder for morning

Carved into skin.