It happened a long time ago. Now I only see glimpses in my dream. I get stuck in my sleep paralyzed by metaphoric missiles in an Atari video game. I try to fight it and it only gets worse. Eventually I surrender because I have nothing left to lose. The base explodes and I eventually wake up.
Im alive. Im breathing. Im "waiting for that call." Last weekend I had the most traumatic, heart stabbing, moments of my life. I made it through. I always seem to survive. Sorry to be so abstract. The pain I feel right now is too personal and this all I have to say for now.
Im alive. Im breathing. Im "waiting for that call." Last weekend I had the most traumatic, heart stabbing, moments of my life. I made it through. I always seem to survive. Sorry to be so abstract. The pain I feel right now is too personal and this all I have to say for now.