Day Five: Anxiety

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My legs twitch like they want to go somewhere
My mind races like it's already there
I say to those who feel obliged to care
I can't sleep

My hands reach, fiddle, and test something frightening
I tell them to stop, but watch, stomach tightening
I don't know if this statement is enlightening
I can't sleep

I'm given pills; three there, four here, two now
I'm told when to wake, stand up, share, now bow
Despite this, I ask for more, yet somehow
I can't sleep

12 Days in the Psych WardOn viuen les histories. Descobreix ara