pathetic
Sleep evades me. I find myself lying on top of a mess of pillows and blankets. eyes wide open cigarette in hand. My skin is hot to the touch and my breathing shaky, the ringing in my head joins the internal screaming of my mind in a horrific harmony and the blood in my veins trickles through the gaps sliced across the surface of my skin.
A cool breeze strokes my scorched arms...
A cool breeze strokes my scorched arms...