terminal velocity,hallucinogenics,and the break for freedom.

lying on my bed,
thinking.
about things,life,and my tired,aching,hurting limbs.

terminal velocity,
16th storey check-out.
way to go.

but those final 10 ten seconds.
seeing the ground rushing to meet you.
and that bone-shattering,
body-smashing,
impact.

those final seconds.

hallucinogenics.
they're the answer.
"look at me,i can fly." state of mind.

no fear of what if.

and surely,
death would come pretty quickly.
eh?

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ponderings,
longings,
and want.

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it aint gonna happen.
we all know that.

but even i can dream.

and for me,
it would HAVE to be terminal velocity.

fuck the mess,
and fuck whoever had to clear it up.
it's their fault anyway.

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sorry about that.
not feeling particularly down,depressed,sad,worried,troubled,or miserable right now.

feeling tired i suppose.

but,
wandering the corridors,
of my idle mind,
that's where i found myself,
a few minutes ago.

weird huh!

i closed my eyes,
and actually saw myself,
in freefall,
looking down at myself,
arms and legs spread,
and.....................
blank.

Get your GP to prescribe you LDN you'll be a new man in 6 months....check it out

boat,
i got no faith in my doctors.
but thanks anyway.

i'm not a self-harmer.
life will go on.
i shall probably live to be 100.

erixter wrote:boat,
i got no faith in my doctors.
but thanks anyway.

Have faith and go and see them eric, you maybe suffering needlessly

i need to find some-one to talk to,
discuss my situation with.
but somebody who isn't looking at the clock.
everybody is so "TIME" orientated nowadays.
there just isn't time.
it really IS a race,
a RAT,,race.

keep up,
or drop out.

it's that simple.

i'm losing touch,
and i really don't mind.
so long as i have food and somewhere to sleep.

we'll see.