A few more minutes before sunrise and I am almost feeling alive. But, I’m not sure if I really want to be revived or to die along with the darkness. This shouldn’t be too confusing, don’t you think? Yet it is, for me. And I know how twisted I look now, to you.
Visions of yesterdays and tomorrows - what the hell are these flashing before me for? If only I could look deeper and pick up some psychic abilities from it, it would mean something more than just an instrument to…hold me down.
Wahh. Argh. I wanna go home. Maybe I just need some sleep.
