a spoken word piece by Alyssa
You’ve had your fun.
All day you’ve been here, PESTERING ME.
Now it’s time to go, crawl back to the depths you came from.
I DON’T WANT YOU.
How am I supposed to sleep with you floating aimlessly about?
I am exhausted, and tired, and stressed, and now I’m crying because I can’t control you.
I can’t take this anymore, GO AWAY!
I can hear the harshness of your laughs, degrading me.
The sadness in your cries, THE DESPERATION IN YOUR SCREAMS.
Tear the hair from my head, as paranoia seeps into my bones, chilling me.
You’re not in my head.
I can HEAR you.
Why can I hear you?
There’s no one here with me.
But I do.
And I can’t seem to decipher what’s real anymore.
I take my mental remote, and press pause, a button long since broken.
The silence never seems to last.
With the limited time I have, I sit my head on my pillow.
Close my heavy eyes, dry and bloodshot with panic.
And then the voices return.
EXEMPLIFYING MY ANGER.
DESCRIBING THE STRENGTH AIDING MY FURY.
And I listen, intently, no energy to resist.
Fatigue overcomes the voices.
And I spend the little sleep I will have listening to