I can feel it every night. It's getting closer to the surface. The more I fight it the stronger it becomes. What are my efforts but fruitless attempts at a hopeless endeavor?
I've never felt so violated. So consumed by such an empowering sense of... It's here. Again. The crawling. The scratching. The clawing... the hatching of thoughts.
Invisible lips press against my ears and sink into my head with an uncontrollable urge to allow my soul to collapse. Shattering is the sound of my heart breaking and my conscious thought escaping like a final breath of air leaving my lungs.
It has me now. There's nothing left but complete darkness submerging my entire being. I can feel it tickle the roof of my mouth as it claws its way out. My lips tingle with a numbing sensation. It has me now. No longer reaching. It has me...