I wait. Wait for what?
even I don't know.
for it to end? or pass, rather.
it never ends.
insomnia ridden brain.
it's a mess. quite frankly an absolute clusterfuck.
a mess of everything,
everything i have ever
some thoughts are broken, and some are complete.
whirling around entirely too fast for anyone to understand
bouncing off the walls of my mind and scattering once again
never to be caught.