I lay here and the dark corners of the room close in, for it is the first time I've been in the darkness for what seems like forever. Car lights float around me like I'm the center of a zoetrope, spinning, spinning. I'm back in my childhood room, I am not here, not my mind or body - I am nowhere. An empty shell collecting things to maybe fill me but there is a hole at the bottom. Wishing I could feel velvet in the darkness but instead I feel eyes. Or maybe I feel nothing. In the end the vividness will hold me down till I dissappear into sleep.
I love you.