24.06.15

The stupid question was how do you feel?

Because my answer was ‘I don’t know.’

Chaos has come again, where I crave cigarettes

And strong alcohol that quietly numbs the pair of legs,

Which go, go and go.

Would you rather take bumps and grazes?

Rather then have a mind that doesn’t feel as if it’s yours.

Let’s kill the host because a beating heart does not make the mind wonder.

RMS.