No rest for the wicked...

[paulandrews]

Not listen to anything today I stayed up late and I'm barely awake. Eye feel so heavy and I keep remembering the time I kicked a doorhandle and cut the sole of my foot, leaving footprints of blood on a linolium floor. But it doesn't matter anymore. Because I'm tired now and need to sleep I'm gonna fall in too deep. And as I slip off into another fifteen minute coma I see a bloodstained footprint next to my bed and I smile because maybe I'm dead.

Random free thought poem type thing made it up on the spot. Weird. Gonna get some rest.