Head down, work, shut my mouth, work. Keep focused, save... little get aways to ease the strain....work... kill this tension in my brain....work... sleep... wash rinse repeat... goals, ever shifting like smoke in the breeze... never form a tangible thing...work....shut up... save save save.... someday it won't feel its in vain...
Sore, aches, mostly my brain... hurt bah, pain reminds you of life... back broken, fingers a mess, ibuprofen will help me rest.. work.... save... struggle to pave.. focus on the another day...its the calm...its the storm... its varied feelings in every form... wash it away.. begin anew...
Fuck it... I'm goin to bed... brains knackered all to fook...
Fuck me for tryin... sleep well folks... friend or foe...
Blackhands Blog
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Patience.....
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