Birthday boy fighting myself awake, the weight on my legs pinning me down,
Struggling away from the skeletal, grey figure standing over me,
Breathing in, trying to suck my chest away from the bony finger poking it,
My silent alarm clock was awakening me again,
“Four forty five!” I had slept for an hour, but with no peace,
As I fought back my past, A familiar blackness creeping up my body as flashes of the past appeared,
The weight lifted from my legs, followed by a snort b