**Originally written on May 1, 2009
they crawl and I fight
to keep them from keeping me
from sleeping at night
they bite like a snake
till I turn and I shake
filled with sleep-stealing venom
which will keep me awake
though I pray and I beg
while I lay in my bed
not a thing will remove
thoughts of these bugs from my head
So I itch and I scratch
until my skin starts to rash
their mere presence enough
to make me envy a car crash
Not a thing to protect
my sleep or my neck
so I stare at the ceiling
with my thoughts to collect
Wish these bugs would erase
disappear into space
or at least that there was something
or someone keeping me safe
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