I'm caught in the middle of one too many worlds one too many lifes. An erie calm comes over me outside a raging storm that grows within. The term " comfortably numb" is a false hope. We do everything and anything we can to become comfortably numb. We do what we do to block out phycal pain ie work, drink and pills. Only once we gain a numbness from this phycal do we become aware of the internal pain or mental pain. And that pain my friends nothing not illegal drugs, legal drugs, booze nothig can touch that pain. Well nothing expect death its self. Yes I said death the Grimm reaper himself. And those that have been caught all to long in the ever raging storm we cry unto him PLEASE TAKE ME NOW! And yet despite our begging and pleading he despites us. He sits just outta reach in the dark corner watching waiting, buying his time.
