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I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for cross tops in my mind,
On my own... here we go
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
freaked up and spun out in my room
On my own... here we go
My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sense dulled
Passed the point of delirium
On my own... here we go
~Brain Stew -- Green Day
It's been that kind of week. It's been 10 years since I've experienced what this week had in store. Things I can't even talk about here in any detail. I can’t even talk about it on the phone. Brain Stew pretty much sums it up. I am angry at myself for allowing things to spiral out of control, for letting the really wrong people in. They are gone now because I stood up and did what I couldn’t do when I was 18 and 19 years old. And just maybe this week wasn’t such a bad experience because it was the only way to really know that I have grown, I have gained strength and I have found a focus in my life. My son. And now...back to my regular scheduled programming.
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