I. My mind is crowded with fever dreams as dark chills wrack my body and as I lay curled in blankets in my confusion I call out for you. |
| II. Hallucinations envelope me as pain roots deep in my brain and I think you are here gently stroking my hair and soothing troubled dreams to rest |
| Delusions I-III These were written after I was very sick earlier this fall with pneumonia. I was running a temperature of 102, and couldn't move. As I started to get better, I was beset by some of the worst migraine attacks I have ever had. These are taken from what little I can remember, and accounts given to me by other people. Needless to say, my grasp on reality was tenuous at best..... |
| III. I feel cool hands against my head worried whispers thunder in my ears tossing and whimpering, soothing arms enfold me. The fire in my head confuses fact and memory causing me to cry out for you believing that it is your arms holding me close. |