I cannot sleep when my bed is swallowing me When the walls are closing in And the ceiling is collapsing over my head My arms and legs are bags of sand Each weighing a ton The sand has filled my entire body Every inch of my being is too heavy to move My throat is filled with sand for I cannot speak nor scream The darkness in the corner is growing My eyes are fixated on it It grows larger now inches from my face I lay helpless as a tear escapes my eyes that will not shut -M.M.C