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 inside

Void
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 them

Dark 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

before & & after