Night
The night and the heat
It\'s here for me
Conspiring against me
Fans
I hear the fans
I feel the soft air blowing
Trying to sooth me
But it won\'t
It will only awaken
The dread and the fear
That I\'m Awaiting
Awake
The climate calls
It awakens pain
The fear is real
The fear is Here!
Slow
But moving round
Crawling across my body
My hairs unwound
Spreading
Covering me more
Taking hold
Tighter still
My body torn
Awake
So far from sleep
These drawing pins
Move beneath,so deep
Dig
So randomly
My skin now crawls
But silently
Quick
My hands must shift
To stop the pain
Arms , legs , midriff
Sharp
The pain it comes
Arriving quick
It burns then - gone
Somewhere else now
Here\'s the pain
I scratch myself
But all in vain
And now my legs
Burn inside out
This pain it spreads
It\'s real no doubt
I scratch myself
I feel relief
Under my nails
I see skin breached
And now the blood
From my big itch
Has began to trickle
It\'s cool and thick
And as it runs
Down my ripped legs
I watch it roll
Onto my bed
It takes away
The pain itself
To concentrate
My mental health
On this other pain
Thats arrived so quick
But more precise
A candles wick
And slowly now
My pins withdraw
As I acclime
To this new dawn
My sweat
has turned itself on me
It\'s only job
To cool my body
And as I calm
From this painful shock
I lie and think
Of this bad deal I got
How has this curse
Just taken hold?
How did it start?
How will it unfold?