someone quick!! what happens after you inhale!?!
so i came home yesterday, i went upstairs, and i realised it was my mothers birthday. so i locked myself in my sisters (now very empty) room and i wrote in my book for the first time in over a month. i wrote something for my mother. yesterday of all glorious fucking days.
after thirty eight sleep free hours, i went to bed and i woke up again after two unrestful hours of sleep. for several hours i laid in bed and stared at my ceiling. then i went outside and i watched the sunrise for a second morning in a row.
so fatigue what do you have to say for yourself?
eyes : stop playing those dirty tricks.
mind : don't be fooled! (you've been here before.)
guilt : fuck off.
(i would tell her myself but my tongue can't taste and i don't want these bitter words to be mistaken for sweeter ones.)
p.s. i have to go to a family function today. there's no room for lethargy today. insanity is filling in.
after thirty eight sleep free hours, i went to bed and i woke up again after two unrestful hours of sleep. for several hours i laid in bed and stared at my ceiling. then i went outside and i watched the sunrise for a second morning in a row.
so fatigue what do you have to say for yourself?
eyes : stop playing those dirty tricks.
mind : don't be fooled! (you've been here before.)
guilt : fuck off.
(i would tell her myself but my tongue can't taste and i don't want these bitter words to be mistaken for sweeter ones.)
p.s. i have to go to a family function today. there's no room for lethargy today. insanity is filling in.