1 | 31.1.2012 | 3 months agoInsomnia
Yes, I can feel it before it happens.
Sleepless nights, emotions play me like a puppet, stringed along, forcing my brain to do anything but sleep.. The blades on my fan piercing the very air I breathe, drowning out all the outside noises. My body covered in uncomfortable skin, being irritated every time I touch something. The surface of my body feels like it’s stuck and being suffocated by bed sheets and pillows
The constant pain that pulses through my leg, the pain that I am almost great full for. I couldn’t even imagine what kind of emotional tension it is draining away from my never ending abyss of thought that flows deep through the capillaries in my brain.
The voice I call my conscience whispering insanity’s in my ear, injecting what ever toxins it can to prevent me from disconnecting with the world and letting my sub conscience do the driving.
What I would give to be sane again, just for one day.
