What it feels like to have insomnia.
Nothing seems real
It's like I'm f a l l i n g downdowndown
kicked back off a chair and just as I'm about to hit the deck
I get pulled back up
It's a force I cannot control
Black eyes, remind me of death. It is coming, approa c h i n g slowly now
I t will find you
The voices, not inside my head exactly but no where else either
soft so that I think they are not really there. but they are.
don't you tell me everything is oko
I know that DON'T YOU THINK.
I'm tired of this now