Different Sick.

Can't stay awake
Can't go to sleep
Pinching pain clinging to my brain
There is a roaring dragon in my stomach
Belching fire I can't extinguish
And spiders crawling up and down the walls
Everyone in this house is asleep except for the beasts
Nightmares, daydreams
All seem blurred together now
As I lose my focus
My ability to see things as they are is nonexistent now
But is that really so different from how things usually are?
It's after midnight
I can't think straight
Bitten by a spider, who's poison deludes me
This is a different kind of sick for sure.