Sep 25, 2007 16:52
my stomach hurts and i feel like i'm living in a fog (again).
some of the things you say, some of the things you say, they make my tongue slap the top of my mouth and stick in my clenched teeth.
now i wake up in the night, it's tugging at my arms and legs, like i was a marionette.
i've been longing for sleep paralysis lately so i can move through that bright light of consciousness like i have before. drug use can cause it, huh? what? i'll sleep on my back from now on, dragging one heavy eyelid open at a time to see black-cloaked butchers standing at the foot of my bed and the most evil and cold gut-punch imaginable.
i'm tired all the time and if life is but a dream then where am i spending every waking moment?