Restless in my bed of nails.
Stabbing my spine.
Snapping it straight as a pin.
Restless in my bed of thorns.
Pricking my skin to open pores.
Bleeding profusely on the sheets.
Restless time clock keep ticking,
as I stumble down and out.
Watching my back crack.
Restless emotion gain control,
as the day turns to night.
Squirming like a fish on a hook.
Restless exhaustion on the floor.
Dead as an insane patient,
hospitalized on my own.
Restless torment, guilt, and fear.
Wake up from immortal tears.
Take apart the silent years.
A contest entry
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