Woke up at 3 shitty in the morning to go for a run. I can’t sleep, eat or think clearly; I can’t do anything. It’s like half of my brain is missing. I was running so fast, I didn’t see the beaming lights of that car coming towards me; I don’t even recall the honks.

I was pulled into the sidewalk, but when I looked to see who it was, I didn’t see anyone -too dark, lonely and early for anyone to be awake even. So who pulled me in? I felt their arms. I can’t say anything and I can’t do what I want and need to do. I’m partially going insane.

My insides are broken into a million pieces and I feel like I’m walking on water, but gradually breaking the surface barrier and going in to drown and finally end the misery. This is too harsh of a punishment and it’s sucking the life out of me. Why couldn’t you just see me again? What is so damn important that you’d rather be the way you are now?