Dysfunction.

Pillows and pills piled around your head. Just rest now.
Take them one by one.
At around half past 5, my eyelids start to burn.
And then they close.
This is not a plea for attention, it is a remedy to breathing.
I will not stop or slow down.
I will speed up with my heart.
I'm running out of time, breath, and prescriptions.
There's a secret I won't tell.
There's something you don't know.
If I don't tell, you'll never know.
I wish you didn't have to pretend to understand.
I stopped playing fake when I realized it only made everything worse.
Open up your sleepy eyes. This is a game.
I am winning.
You are not.