Short and Sweet

I am numb.

I have no tears, but feel as though I should be crying. Though I do not understand why.

My tickle spots feel the pleasurable touch. No laughter comes forth.

I want to sleep.

I need to eat. No food seems satisfying.

I wither away. 

There is a movie playing in the background.

It is one I like/liked. I know it by heart. I don't actually watch it. Don't need to. Don't want to.

Fear leaving my bed.

Today is a bad day.

The shakes.

The shimmers.

The pain.

Can't remember...certain...words

Can't focus.

There is a sharp spike drilling its way down into my brain, deeper along my spine.

No comfort.

No release...