2004-09-23
Yes, Yes I Am Just A Little Crazed
hearing: nothing
reading: In The Days of the Comet by H.G. Wells
feeling: pathetic. bored. doltish. grotesque. ugly. unlovable.
Agony of monotony
The ticking of frozen hands
Spoonfuls of molasses
Gravitational pit
Frustration
Anger
Hair falling to the floor
Rolling on the ground
Foaming at the mouth
Gnashing of teeth
Bashing against concrete
Enclosing walls
Prison bars
send me a cake with a chisel insideVoid
Nothingness
The darkness is hungry
Headaches
Aching eyes
Aching backs
Discontent
Languishing under the burden of defeat
Sleepless nights
Fevered dreams
How I wish you'd stay out of themDark circles
Wide eyes
Limp hair
Sickly complexion
Room is spinning
Focus shifting
Sanity is slipping...
Cabin fever... Cabin fever!!!
Cabin fever in the cave!!!
The exit is nowhere in sight!
I'm trapped!!!
Trapped in the sewer!
No rescue possible!
Insanity!
Death!
AND
SCREAMSSSSSSSS