Lack of sleep
catches up with me.
Eyes are blurred
hard to see.
Still feeling the effects
from the night before
neck stiff as a board.
I feel the chemicals
still running through my brain
can't do much, it eases the pain.
my hands tingle,
lips turn blue
somebody help me
this wasn't meant for me to do.
catch my breath, eyes clear
feelings build up the fear.
something came,
picked me up off the floor
all I heard was a whisper
and a closing of the door.
"you have things in this world to do,
so I give you back your life,
My gift to you."