jump start.
yep, its gonna be another one of those nights. the ceiling hanging over me. covers off, eyes wide open. and nothing. i'm not sure why. echoes of occasional cars passing and i have that feeling that my heart's in my throat, trying to escape the wear and tear of what my head's been putting it through. what was i expecting? something to change.i miss feeling like i'm part of something. the physical confirmation of importance, meaning to my existence. feeling something, anything. all i feel lately is incapable. maybe its the company i'm keeping.
i'm falling out of bed and slipping into clothes carelessly left on the floor or in the hamper. moving blindly through crowds of people, one foot in front of the other, just waiting to fall. waiting to wake up. i need to wake up. come find me. shake me, break me. i'll be waiting. toe-tagged and wide-eyed.