Sleep Tight, 2019

My bed has become my savior over the years; protecting me from the monsters I imagined when I was young, to now protecting me from the monsters in my head.

Anxiety takes a human being and destroys them from the inside out. Doctors will give you medication to feel better; only costing the small price of the side effects that include: dizziness, fatigue, diarrhea, constipation, congested nose, nausea, loss of appetite, and sexual dysfunction. Every. Single. Day. All of that just to shut up the demons inside me. I guess it’s worth it, but I’d rather stay in bed. There, I don’t need to take the medication. There, I can let out the demons inside me. There, my pillows can absorb the panic attacks, and no one will ever know. 

Goodnight and sleep tight.

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