March 4, 2014 by Musical
Was feeling bored, so my twisted mind decided I would write this. This isn’t about me for the most part. I can sleep, nightmares don’t keep me up, stupid Netflix does.
Short deep breaths.
Eyes dilated wide.
I lay in my bed, I should have never put a mirror in my room. Aside from the obvious benefits, I wish it weren’t there.
Eyes. The only thing that remains unchanged. Deep green, piercing eyes.
My head morphing, creating a gruesome excuse for a face.
Frightened, I turn away, trying to get the sleep deprived image out of my head.
I feel someone staring at me.
This is why I can’t sleep.