To Aid An_ Cage
2004-05-10 - 5:31 p.m.
lost
appointments today, and remembering to eat. eating is not what it used to be, now I am concerned for what I eat as if it were something more than just digesting. My will to live is a feeble line that mornings work to wrench. Nights I take my pill and slide. I hate taking pills every night. If it means being strong to not take my pill then I guess I'll be strong. I hate the weakness inside of me and want it to tremble away. I am seeking my pair outside of my self. It is interesting to see yourself whole, but it is never satisfying. The internal driver knows not the way home but only the yellow line and is thus blind. I am at a loss.PEACE - Tristan
before || after
