you know something has gone wrong with your system when you cannot sleep at 0333 hours, even though your system is close to shutting down. you know that you're in danger when you toss and turn for 2 hours, thinking. you know that you're alone when the only comfort you have is your pillow, and perhaps a box of kleenex beside you.
b r e a k - d o w n
and then you come online, someone tells you that cough syrup helps. you smile, knowing that people care; macabre humour maybe.
or do you smile because you know what an overdose might do?
s h i p - w r e c k e d .
don't assume i'd always be here. some day, i might just fly away to someplace else. it's always the same old story. the world's moving on too fast and we all have our collection of masks. knowing you, knowing me. will that ever happen.
mike; i've said this over and over, thank you, for everything.
jen; chin up. i'll see you in a few hours'.
rohai; things will get better. for me to be saying this in such a state, it must really mean something. i'm a phone call away. remember.
and to you, you and you; i haven't decided to stop caring. but when i do, don't come running after me.
