3 days and 3 nights, Awake the whole time.
Day one was the high Drawing and creating endlessly Through the dark into the light. It carried me through the war Of the demons I was too tired to fight.
Day two was the move Without allotting time to eat I had all the time to do as I pleased. Something was amiss that day The high wasn’t as strong as I liked. Still, I pushed through another morning into night.
Day three. The morning rose and the high wore off. I was finally hungry And tired And lost. I got some food and sat to eat, That’s when either I noticed them Or they noticed me. In the dark TV I saw me And also them. They hopped around the couch dancing. I knew then I had lost my sanity.
3 days and 3 nights, It was time I finally closed my eyes.
