draft 001
i am barely in control of my life. i take pills to wake me up and knock me down to sleep. i feel automated. you can say i’m still in control because i can decide whether or not to take them, or when to take them, but that too is an illusion. if i don’t take them i feel like a corpse trying on the skin of my once-alive body. if i take them, it feels the same, only my eyes are closed and my senses are dampened. if i take them in the morning, i get an awful acid burn. if i take them in the afternoon, i’d have even more trouble sleeping.
This is an unfinished draft of an unpublished and untitled piece originally dated July 28, 2024.