Psychotic Rock Star

The melancholy life of the Psychotic wannabe Rock Star.

Friday, April 20, 2007

what do insomniacs dream about?

ever been so tired that you feel like you've overdosed? or that you're about to collapse with each breath you take?

With each cigarette I can almost taste the caffeine.
Death sticks he called them.
Somewhere in between dying and getting a daily fix.

Around an hour or two of sleep and a deep draught of redbull. That's how I'm going to have to start my mornings. I am the sleepless, the frozen sleepless.

I wish I could lay my head down and walk the dreams again. I miss them dearly.

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