Pesky mosquito that lurks in the dark crevices of my room. You, who abandons the shadows solely to drink from my blood as I fight the torment that is discomfort and insomnia. You, who is intricately elusive when my limbs flail, my blankets snap, and my trinkets thrown. All a futile attempt to destroy this deathly creature. Your erected mountains are a symbol of your prowess, but I swear to you. I swear. Tonight you may have won, but when light breaks, I will find you...and I will crush you.
Posted on: Sat, 13 Jul 2013 17:29:46 +0000