Still struggling, yet I go on, I hope this doesn’t last as long as they say it might, for it gets harder every day just to get out of bed and go to the day. Nothing seems to catch my intentions anymore. God I thought being stabbed as a youth was painful but this is just in comparison to anything else; it is dreadful for my mind can’t keep clear and forgetfulness seems to be all around. Each day I do not know what will come to be by the time the moon sets. Just so unclear, hope this medication works soon is all I can say.
Has your mind been so clouded that you can’t think, or you can’t remember an hour ago, clouds have entrapped my mind, dreams have no more space in my mind, have my brain snapped or split or is this just a prelude of how I will always be. My day seem to be work and sleep, oh how I love to lay and rest and sleep , yet feel lost for when I try to dream or imagine I get pulled off and lose my concentration. I must fight to find the beauty I seen in this world before I was given this medication. I need to fight for life. Like the movie Shawshank Redemption says ” Get busy living, or get busy dying.”
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