Glitch

flashes and glimpses
of black and red
were all i could see
as i get ready for bed.

like messed up art�"​an unfinished work of art,
my eyes blink quickly
as if it were in sync
with the beat of my own heart.

pulling my hair,
gasping for air,
i scream a muffled scream
as i cry and wish this was all a dream.