I'm paranoid.
I keep looking over my shoulder-
are they watching?
am I now prey?
it's not fair.
why?
why me?
I never did favour games,
and now my heart quickens at every little thing
and fear has enveloped me and webbed itself
with strings
there's a crawling itch
and my fingertips sting
sobs are uncontrollable
and I've birthed the art of wailing.
why won't it stop?
