YOU STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME YA HEAR(Prose) by wichitarick

May 2016

YOU STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME YA HEAR(Prose)

Thanks I awoke suddenly 2.a.m.? pain? confusion? broken? Medication ***** I'd rather be an addict again.breathing color,feeling in reds and yellows,taste in silver like metal hearing ,blue gray,fading, I would like to SCREAM but then others will know,burning? cold?afraid to lay down ,haunting dreams,can only smile with eyes closed,pushing,pulling, from the inside,I am ******* "IT" off,clear but numb,a fishbowl,sleep while standing? HURT? NO, LIFE Rick

One of the first "ramblings" I saved or at least had a direction, written in between black outs after emerging from seizures,relying on smells and hearing to arouse memory,using music to find triggers.
Any input is appreciated.thank you. Rick

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wichitarick wichita Kansas

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