Tell No One

Sleep comes quick

You wake up, your soaked in your own sweat. Blinking a few times you roll over to see the clock. 10:32. You had gone to bed early hoping that you could actually get to sleep this time, but you can't, you never really could. You roll out of bed and walk to your light switch flipping on the light. You turn to see your room, hoping that one small thing would be out of place, so you could spend all night cleaning it. But not one thing was out of place, you move to your closet, opening it to see nothing in your laundry basket, no dirty laundry to spent all night doing. You then groggily walk to your dresser, opening it to see perfectly folded laundry, color coordinated, and neat. Those where the only two things you kept in your room. You slip on your slippers and walk into the living room of your small house. Nothing seems to be out of place, letting out a sad sigh you walk into your bathroom, flipping on the light you wince. You stare back a your reflection, your hair is a mess, you have dark circles under your eyes, your thin, your eyes are bloodshot, you look like a twig, your short, your stupid, your a failure, your pathetic, your a waste of space, your... You look into the mirror, tears streak down your face. You collapse in the bathroom, on your knees crying and shaking, those words, those memories swim around in the back of your head. You let out and angered scream and sit up, punching a hole in the wall next to you. You then slowly slide your fist out its soaked in blood. You fall on your side holding your fist close to your chest crying and shaking, until you finally fall to sleep. You wake again, the light is off, but you can't remember turning it off, it must have run out of power. You slowly get up, your fist had made a puddle of blood around you. You shake of your arm, little specks blood fly everywhere,but you don't care, it will give you something to clean up tomorrow night, or until it drives you to the brink o f insanity. You peek out of the door, its still night time, you leave and walk to your living room. You scan the room for the time, or a clock of any sorts, nothing. You cant see anything, but I can see you. I see your every move, you can't see me, because your awake, and the only time you can see me, is if your asleep, and I know you, you never sleep, so you wont ever see me, witch will make it easier for me, to kill you. You sigh, pacing over to the couch, you sit, almost on me, but I move just in time. You lay your head back on the arm part, and stare at the black sealing, and you once again drift to an uneasy sleep. Now its my turn, I always listen to you complaining about not getting sleep, so now ill show you, just how quick sleep comes.