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.