Anonymous Southern Housing Tenant
I sleep till 3pm, 5pm in the afternoon, wishing away my day.
Othertimes sleep doesn’t come at all, thoughts, conversations, emails whirl around
in my head.
All I smell is damp, dank mould and I cough feeling as if I cannot breathe.
And I scream an inward scream for sleep because I just want to forget the hell I’m
living in for just a few hours.
The daily grog and pain that comes along with it is hard enough, but when it is even
stealing my sleep, my mind.
Enough is enough.