Vacation of the Insane.

I wish I could say I didn't stray so far away from reality, but truth is-
my body is breaking while my minds lost in some blurry destination. 
Vacation of the Insane.
The type that starts out like a serine dream 
then throws everything I loved about myself into a whirlwind.
Up, down, left and right
all I can do is squeeze my head between my hands
and hope I don't get lost in flight.
Sitting in the dark for days counting every breath,
grey eyes flooded; welcome to my ship wreck.
Beaded spheres of sweat, rolling down my head,
Sanity left un-kept, a living nightmare out of bed.
Vacation of the Insane.