You then decide embarrotar my mind, imprison to appease the implacable and hide what has been forgotten, but today is different.
In proceeding with my routine unconscious, something is weird, I want something but do not know exactly what you want, I do not eat, do not want to talk, not talk about it. I just want to lie down and let fatigue get up alone, leave the door and left. But something tells me I should not stand, rather, something prevents me rest. I want something, I know what I want, or at least I knew, I want something to help me escape, I thought of the drink, to drown me and my self for a while, as anyone, but I am not convinced. I thought of returning to exercise eternal, but I can not afford.
know what I want and what I want is to forget
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