28.august.2009
4:03pm

exhaustion settles in. hallucinations. auditory, visual, cognitive, insanity. it’s a little past now, but not quite in the future. because of this, i can picture where everything will go and how it will end. you know, it’ll be your fault. because in this false-reality i am never wrong. do you understand? this may end up in places i don’t want to go.

you see, if you’d listen and stop interrupting things might become clearer. however, you can’t just listen with your ears. you’ll need your kidney, your lungs, your heart, your fingers and toes. you’ll need all of you otherwise you might miss the meaning behind the words i spout out without thinking. but, like i said, quit interrupting. it could save your life one day.

i’m just now finding out what it was all about. it’s not like you really played a role in anything until i met you. that’s obviously when it started. that’s undoubtedly when the end began. and if that doesn’t make sense then you just might be crazier than i am. i believe i am the crazy one, and in a way i guess you are, too.

it’s not like we’re over. it’s not like we’re lost. it’s just harder to feel than words can effectively communicate. do you understand?