So it is really late in the night. I am tired and i can not sleep.
It has been moments i have not written something like i did before. Years since i have felt like before.
It is hot and sweaty. I feel absolutely horrid. I am hungry but sick.
I can not say i am alone…i am never alone.
There is nothing that can please me right now. But i know that tomorrow when i wake up..from sleep..because it will come eventually, it will altogether be different.
I know not when eventually it will, but i know. A time will come my body will grow tired and weary of being tired and weary.
And that is that.
I see people doing things, and hear them talking, but i know they can not see me…pulling the few magic tricks i know up my sleeve nor can they listen or hear the spells i know so well.
They are all dazed.
It is now late…and i have nothing to do or feel. I am sleepless.