I hate being broken, hate thinking things are out and I am better only to sleep and find out that they are still there. That they we're only on a coffee break at the starbucks in my head enjoying an iced half, caff, non fat, double shot frappachino with an xtra shot of caramel an whipped cream on top. An then after their refreshing drink they decide to infiltrate my mind like "Brain Ninjas" and corrupt my nightly sleep with their poison.

WHY????????????? what the hell keeps it implanted so deep that I cant enjoy the simple joys that I have been given to play with. Why is it I wish the close stint I had at death when I saw everything passing before my eyes was the only time I had wished for its sweet embrace? That when all of my lifes regrets were flashing in the span of nothingness the only thing that replayed itself over was this one thing???


Why?? a question only an insane person could answer