i am going to explode, i'm going to explode. i drive myself mad. mad, mad. i'm going to explode. pause. give me a moment. AAAAAHHHHHHHH. driven mad. If i had another foot i would kick myself. get straight. thoughts straight. get it straight. I wish i knew what i was doing, what i am, waht to be. An artist...
The wind is blowing blowing. so fearcefully it blows. haunting me. I dread tomorrow. i don't want what i have accepted. I'm sure i will survice. but it is the anticipation that really kills me.
i'm running. running farther away from myself.

mid. S ( instead of P.S.) i'm sure this sounds funny, but i'm just writting as i think...
breath in , breath out, breath in,..
Take me i am the drug, take me i am halucinogenic.
breath out...
life continues even when you are flat on your face. it passes you over as you stumble to get up... catch up. run away/ run away/ listen to the words that come to mind. try and understand to meanings, the reasonings.
Until the very end of me, until the very end of you...
mmmm head scratchy.... mmmmm mmm mmmm mmm
until the very end of me.
Bed time.