Help Me

Book: The Blood Confession
Author: Alisa M. Libby
Page: 239
Help me

Darkness pressed against the window
Ghosts seize me in sleep
I struggled late from a fitful sleep
Perhaps nothing had changed
In spite of comforts
She cared for me diligently
Since I was a child
Ghosts seize me in sleep
Prescribed bleedings
Astrologers requested
The dish of my own blood
Made me sick
Perhaps nothing had changed