No Tyrant As Merciless As Pain

Why does darkness have t be so tempting, I've been trying t concentrate on getting my article redone for th longest time but t no fuckin avail. Some magnetic force attracting me here apparently. Yknow how so many writers get by pages after pages whilst fueled w alcohol? Yeah well, alcohol only helps if you're delving into what lurks within your soul. Got everything by my side, all's left is t fall th fuck asleep before th sun rises. I feel so lousy, does it matter physical or emotionally? Finally lived up t my supposed label of stupidity, when I decided that aspirin in mefenamic acid wouldn't exactly react strongly w my already frail body. Given that number one, it wasn't prescribed t me and two, I'm fuckin allergic t aspirin. Kill me? Well maybe you're too late, ha ha. Swollen eye and fuckin nauseated, I really only have one question though. When pills make you sick, dyou then take more pills t recover from having too much shit in your system - by dumping more shit into it? I keep thinking I need t rush myself t bed since th sun's about t rise, but it's 3am. We're pretty far from that, given how draggy nights can get. W talks about th night, mine may be over sooner than expected, I feel it kicking in. I feel th uncontrollable shivers, th increased heart rate, churning in my stomach, eyes racing against time but hey, we all know time has an intrinsic value of triumph over anything else. But I badly want t finish writing this fuck my life.

There's nothing much left that I should be afraid of anymore - not of where I end up, not ghosts that walk th earth, not demons that rule my mind. I only have my pair of scissors next t me, since I haven't owned penknives ever since.

Wow fuck I really can't think straight or even think for that matter. That's good right? Good enough t serenade my soul t sleep I say. Pretty sure I'd have th sweetest dreams since that's th only thing left when th nightmares have become for th living. But reality's whatever I want it t be.


"What if I fall?", Tim cried.

Maerlyn laughed, "Sooner or later we all do."