Another night but the same fight with the worm inside my head which ignores my numb body lying on the side. With my hands on my head as my mouth begs for rest. Moving inside me, spreading his sickness through my body. Ignoring his words will only make it worse. The worm digs deeper each night just to make sure I will remember him this time. Rewriting my day, laughing at my wrong turns. Leading my body to disaster and telling me to watch closely. Still, I refuse to look. Instead, I fall into the darkness of the night where you can't find my mind.