Cold morning comes for me
Apr. 22nd, 2004 12:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
oneirophreniaI don't know how appropriate this is, really, to the current state of Things in My Life (the name of the reality show that is my life, not the Men Without Hats song), but it comes fairly close:
We're the same
We're five years old
Still trying to change this mold
In the open air i'm cold
No purpose, no reasons told
And while i'm waiting for something to say....
I'm here in vain.
I picked up this broken key
I'll love no one and let no one love me
I'll wait for morning before opened eyes
No one's crying, not yet realized
And in the meantime i have nothing to say....
I'm here in vain.
--Azure Ray, "For No One."
I feel so fucking stupid. And sick. Too much klonopin--I can barely hold my head up...but my brain is whirring so fast despite that I can hear the squeal of gears burning out as they spin at .3c. I'm so tired. And it may be moronic, it may just be the damned CNS depressants talking, but...I think I want to stay this way for a long time.
We're the same
We're five years old
Still trying to change this mold
In the open air i'm cold
No purpose, no reasons told
And while i'm waiting for something to say....
I'm here in vain.
I picked up this broken key
I'll love no one and let no one love me
I'll wait for morning before opened eyes
No one's crying, not yet realized
And in the meantime i have nothing to say....
I'm here in vain.
--Azure Ray, "For No One."
I feel so fucking stupid. And sick. Too much klonopin--I can barely hold my head up...but my brain is whirring so fast despite that I can hear the squeal of gears burning out as they spin at .3c. I'm so tired. And it may be moronic, it may just be the damned CNS depressants talking, but...I think I want to stay this way for a long time.
