Friday, January 23, 2009

cyclon

i wake up.
i pack.
i watch the clock.
i watch the clock.
i watch the clock.
i vomit.

i grab a blanket. i pull my knees close to my chest and wrap it around me so tight.
i bury my head in my knees and wrap it around me so tight.
i wrap it around me so tight and pretend i'm bullet proof.

i wake up.
i unpack.
i watch the clock.
i watch the clock.
i watch the clock.
i vomit.




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5 comments:

NanyAfterMath*~ said...

I feel I'm obliged to comment!! because when i read this i remembered million little pieces!
but my comment is:
>>"an addict forced to live"<<

SaRaH said...

A day we all had and will keep on having I guess it is that makes us appreciate the other days;) dont you think?

Leaflet said...

I relate .

The.I.inside said...

sometimes you write stuff that's so deep, that I have nothing to say after reading it, all i can do is smile sadly

Zee Puppette said...

It's sometimes scary how real this sometimes feel ...

Na, not only addicts are forced to live right? =D

Sarah, you're absolutely right...u'd never appreciate light if u never experienced darkness, or so they say ;)

Leaflet, I have an extra bullet proof blanket if ur interested =)

Inside...actually I often mean exactly what I write...the very exact meanings of the words...I dont know about deep =) But I'm glad it makes you smile ... I'm glad it touches something in you =)