Sleep deprivation is scary. I wouldn’t wish it upon anyone. The days and the nights blend into one twisted blur. You become more and more irritable until you finally snap. But you’re not sure what for, and you don’t even care. You lost hope long ago, for there appears to be no way out. The one thing you want, like a mirage on the horizon, always just out of reach. The tiniest thing sets you off, and your nervous system explodes. But if only there were a switch so the tension would fade. In a moment of contemplation, you realise some things just fucking suck.
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