Ok... I am not dead... yet.

I want to fly away.

For all of you who were wondering where I went...
Yes I died and went back to Heaven.
And then to Hell to have a debate with the Devil on his idea of assignments.

Yes, these days I am so busy that I feel that I have no way of breathing.
I have forgotten that I need to breathe.

And my body is not listening to my commands...
Even as I am typing this, it wants to lie on its pillow.

My leg did not even wanted to respond when I tried to take a step in class.
Ending in a loud crash and me wondering why I fell.

My mind is a blank, no sounds, no light, no feelings, no meaning.
I find that I have been chasing after the wind for a while now.

This wind started when I ended my previous post.
My sch work.
The Devil.
The Darkness.
The curse.

I feel tired and I want to take a break.
I want one.
I need one.
I am not the one.

Take me from this place, to a place where shadows fade from view,
A place of sanity.
A place of peace.
A place of dreams.

As I take the final plunge into the abyss,
All I want to say is I give up.
Goodbye sanity.
Goodbye health.
Goodbye.

Damn it.