My Cold Dead Hands

Last night I asked Jay what things he did to make himself feel
real and he replied smoking cigarettes, a response I'd
been anticipating and for the same reasons he described--
gold star for me--that it was a continuous sensation:
inhale, feel smoke in mouth and lungs, exhale, etc.
I told him a little of how I used to cut
myself. I did not mention what happened after I moved
back in....but that was so strange and it wasn't even
really me doing it. I just woke in the middle of the
night to find myself tearing at the skin on my
arms. I wonder how long I'd been doing it before it
woke me up? Probably not very, ‘cause there wasn't
much blood. Anyways it only happened once and it stopped
after I took down all the stuff from the walls.
If I ever doubted rooms could be haunted I believe
it now.