triscuit transactions
i wake after another night of nightmares.
this last week my mind has been out to get me.
last night my mouth was bloody, the night before that i was held captive, the night before that i was chased by people who were so real, that they denied ever exsisting.
each morning i wake to pain and i feel like an old man grasping for something to help him out of bed.
sometimes it feels like my mind takes over and the rest of my body dissapares, i spin in circles to differnt lands and end up hunting for doors that lead home.
a world of fun and excitment. life is beautiful, all of them.
the ones that are unknown. the ones we think we know and the ones we wished we understood. and all the ones that fall inbetween those.
dark halls have secret doors that lead to darker halls with taller walls and softer sounds.
one way in, many ways out or is it the other way around?
you tell me damnit, im all out of information.
this last week my mind has been out to get me.
last night my mouth was bloody, the night before that i was held captive, the night before that i was chased by people who were so real, that they denied ever exsisting.
each morning i wake to pain and i feel like an old man grasping for something to help him out of bed.
sometimes it feels like my mind takes over and the rest of my body dissapares, i spin in circles to differnt lands and end up hunting for doors that lead home.
a world of fun and excitment. life is beautiful, all of them.
the ones that are unknown. the ones we think we know and the ones we wished we understood. and all the ones that fall inbetween those.
dark halls have secret doors that lead to darker halls with taller walls and softer sounds.
one way in, many ways out or is it the other way around?
you tell me damnit, im all out of information.