I feel like this most days.
That's not all
I looked up from the curb and watched the streetlights scream.
Moving Through The Heat
So we are friends, whatever friends are, I thought, and tried not to think but talked and listened in the unreality that reality had become.
I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.– Edgar Allan Poe
“You are part of my subconscious, I feel like you don’t really exist. Whispering things to me that my soul feels.”