That I have no control over my dreams..there are thoughts better left to fade...however it appears to me my mind has a mind of it's own..not to mention my heart has a heart of its own..I truly must be a sadist in order to allow myself this over indulgent gluttonous sea of pain each night..it takes me hours to recooperate in the morning..I guess this is why I have such horrible insomnia...
Who is there to erase these dreadful visions from my eyes??
I am wired incorrectly...
I need an electrician happy to make house calls...
I guess no matter how old we get, we never get it right...
where's the handbook to closure??!
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