Tales from the Rabbit Hole IV: A Day in Rebuilding Porcelain.

Jan 28, 2009 01:11

caffeine makes everything feel real. niccotine gives everything an edge. alcohol turns everything sideways. mania and depression wraps over you like a blanket, caressing your insides with a special dose of crazy. number crunching, by day. hustling for accomplishment by afternoon. enjoying art by evening.

a cobweb cracks under its own strain. a blue butterfly spits its venom on a doll made of lillies. a paper doll shows what it means to be loved. a gorgeous creature tells you how beautiful you are. through everything is the dust left by a whirling dervish... though much fainter than before.

you're a creep. you're a weirdo.

but then, that's how its always been.

the mixture of stimulants and depressants runs rampant in you now. it takes so much energy just to spell properly. bright eyes haunt your dreams.... but while they still bring pain, there's an odd sort of joy to it. you feel inspired. filled with new energy. you know it probably wont last. you know you'lll probably wish, hope and plan for death with the dawn.

but for now, you just let it be.

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      "Cause what is simple by the moonlight, by the morning never is."

rabbit hole day

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