Friday, March 14, 2008

need.something.else.

im folding up, cashing out, waking up, down and out. my minds asleep and dreaming. with nothing more just sleepwalking through the hallways. the notes littering the floor, crumpled up words that will never make it to your ears. staring ahead, blank as the wall; a small flicker of your attention is all im asking for. begging; scraping my knees raw on the concrete.