Drip, drip, drip.

Can't sleep. My eyes are heavy, my thoughts are slow, my brain feels like slime. My mind is wandering to distant thoughts, away from reality, away from pain, away from everything. I want to travel in to the mist of mystery. My body craves it desperately but I can't close my eyes. Maybe I will lye here just listening to the raindrops fall outside the window. drip, drip, drip..

1 comment:

  1. <3<3<3<3<3<3<3 jag finns här när du behöver mig and ya know it sister. <3<3<3<3<3<3<3