head pounding, pulse too real for my liking, sight slipping, spinning, fading out, re-focusing with splintered glass intensity. weightily dumb- mute. shick, and luminescence burning into my eyelids. acetylene, somewhere. mist seeping accross my vision dizzy, and i see firstkissfeelings. immersed in a well of sound but distant. something else. i can feel her hand on my shoulder again. she's beautiful. but i musn't look for she is only an illusion. a cruel trick being played by my mind, on my mind. am i that self destructive? my blood is poison, i found out the other day. it tastes sweet, is thin and doesn't stick in my throat. a memory, i think. it came to me today, it's lingered. been one hell of a day. my grandfather is about to die. i feel like i'm loosing everything. but i know this untrue. i must mention staci but i dont know what to say of her. hold your tongue. child. _R0b 1818|170805