5 Years
There’s something about being defeated by your own thoughts that break you as a person. When…
THE MAN AT THE EDGE OF MY BED
I can feel the sweat from my brows, gathering at the tip of my nose, leaving my body and falling. I’m watching it free fall, trying if I can see it reach the bottom, listening for a splatter. I don’t hear it reach the bottom. My heart is pounding right out of my chest. I’m barely holding on with my feet buried in the gravel.