**warning – confused sortation on mental illness** I am sweaty with burning muscles and stink of fatigue.. alone once more in the quiet empty room where slow morning light seeks to hide from itself outside. There is laughter in my heart someplace… it is too hidden from obvious view.. mired with grief at the realization of where things have gotten to. He is …
A Vomit Page
blah blah blah blah blah blah…. can’t sleep and back is killing me.. damn air mattress on the floor syndrome.. wondering how long we can keep the facade.. the moon rose in a way that only can be described as once in a life time.. no words can describe what everyone already knows and understands …