Kristinaexpressive

QUIT Quit, means so many things. Quit work, quit school, Quit life, you ignorant fool Quitting is not easy it's extremely hard. My mind wants that heart designed pill, or even the one that's shaped as a bar. Sleeping pills don't work, don't trust "sleep-eze". They only work so long, until you can no longer rest. Then you go to your doctor, who puts you to a real test. Three weeks hooked. Today I was going to go without it, that beautiful v-shaped heart glory, it called me and said: "Sorry, your not strong enough" Quit, Quiet, Until, It, Takes over.

Drowsy, waiting for sleep. yet you find yourself, painfully awake, aware of everything, around. Drowsy, you seee, a glimpse, of sleepiness. The insomnia once kept, memories you let slip. I knew it all along, your secret, still is so narrow, no longer broad. Drowsy, still isn't, good enough, to forget your, fatal image, dying, in my, head.

When you say, yeah I know. you and I both know, you really truly don't. It's different to imagine, picutres forming in your head. It's harder to imagine, it realistically. When all hope is lost, all faith is broken, no more soft words, spoken. My worst fears, occur around the one, word, endlessly.