There is a quality about the morning that I do not like. Depressing songs ring much more true at this time of day. When I'm alone, I feel like I could scream forever. I cover my mouth with my hands so that I cannot be honest.
Honesty would betray my cause. My whole life has been battlescars and my whole world is constantly shaking. But that's not everything.

I can't stay awake, but I can't fall asleep. I'm constantly craving something. My fingernails are weak.

My eyes can't focus.

My brain doesn't fucking work!

This shit is all over me like a picture on film.