I can’t look.
It’s beckoning to me.
I’ve closed all of the blinds, but I can still hear it tapping, tip, tap, tap-tap.
It’s making my corneas bleed.
Is it all in my head?
It’s been weeks since I’ve been able to pick up my meds and sleep.
It has to be in my head.
It’s not real, it can’t be real. It can’t be Real. It can’t be Real. It can’t be Real. It can’t be Real. It can’t be Real.
Maybe I should just look to settle my nerves, get it over with…
It took weeks for his body to be reported missing and found. Nothing seemed out of place.
Except his eyes, which couldn’t be found.