Monday, November 15, 2004

Tired, so very tired.

Struggle to remain awake and function.

Drifting in and out of reality.

But is it really reality that fades? , or is it infact the illusion?

The thin line between the two grows more narrow.

Spinning out of control in a steady downward spiral.

Useless to prevent it, no control over anything anymore.

Why even attempt control, it bears no accomplishment.

It is all just the same in the end.

Cold.... Angry.... Tired.

Thursday, November 11, 2004

Swimming in disorder
Visions surface then fade
Back to the rusted corners of a broken mind.
Chaotic screaming
Voices call out
Refusing to be ignored any longer.
Try to forget it all.
Shut it out, Beat it down.
Preserve at least a shard of sanity.