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Date Posted: 01:27:34 10/15/04 Fri
Author: Colin
Subject:

I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
But now I have some clarity to show you what I mean
I don't know how I got this way, I'll never be alright
So I'm breaking the habit


The past few weeks had been long, and if it weren't for the windows in the lounge area of the center and the strict lights out and lights on times - he would have no concept of time. Without the mental stimulation of his demon, most of all he felt like doing was sleeping, and so he did - for days at a time, it felt like. Sometimes he felt like he was going insane, and sometimes his mind took a dark twist and he wondered if he wouldn't be better off just doing away with himself - though when he managed to grab a moment of clear thought, he couldn't believe he was thinking such things. All things considered, the last couple days had seemed a little better and that afternoon he was feeling a bit more like himself - he knew it wouldn't last long, but it was encouraging to know that 'he' still existed, and he was feeling more confident that he would get through this. The positive change in his attitude for the day had caught the attention of one of the nurses and she had passed the information on to a doctor, and thus he was allowed to make the phonecall that he had just dialed. Sitting sideways in the bench seat infront of the phone in the hallway, he leaned his head back and waited impatiently for her to answer - just praying that she would be home...

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