||[Apr. 27th, 2007|01:35 am]
the only thing keeping me going right now
is the sheer refusal to fail.
because the exhaustion, loss of motivation
lack of sleep
desperation to the state of collapse
is gnawing at my insides.
and all i have to keep me going
is the simple fact that tomorrow it will
but until then, this is what living hell feels like.
if i could i would break down and cry right now.
but that would be giving in, and giving up.
so instead i put on bebel gilberto
take another cigarette
another sip of red bull, coffee and vitamin water
and pray that my body one day forgives me for this torture.
what doesnt kill you, makes you stronger.
fuck man, what i am i supposed to be made of diamonds one day?
sometimes i just with that i could be chalk...