It's here again

No sleep makes it stronger
Because I can’t keep it in check.
But I don’t sleep anyway
And I laugh when I feel it wrap itself around me
Because none of this makes sense
But it’s stronger all the same.

It doesn’t care about what should be.
And as it whispers nothing in my ear
I laugh
Because it’s close now, too close. But it’s okay. It doesn’t hurt
It will protect me.

I am glad you aren’t paranoid or hurting. That’s good.