scorched
       singed
by the moon's hot rays
soaked
I wait,
drenched in a sea of salty sweat
choked by the twisted sheets as big as sails
my screams are lost in the folds and
valleys of white
that stretch tightly around my legs

hot sticky breath rolls out of my nose and mouth
I can feel my heart beating in my face

no anesthesia for the intolerable discomfort
of being
alive
when you
only
wish to sleep