To the man inside

One of my weird Stoner Stages.

I still Stone, but that was the bad days.

So it starts off,

I'm sitting in my room as thoughts grace my mind with there presents,
it has been a while I missed them. A feeling of remorse, but a strong
feeling of confusion as to where had they been misplaced ?
As the days began to pass, they became longer. As if they would never end.
Do you ever feel like that ? I waited along the road
side on the rainy afternoon, I counted ever silver and black car passing me.
Why?, Truthfully I Don't know. Growing up never felt this hard. As the rain
beats my face red, I become Glassed over. It was like I lost all feeling in my body.
I bet your probably asking, " what is she getting to ",Truth. I don't know?
Finally I get up, If only to spite my watchers. My walk home is filled with sounds,
only because my thoughts become mute. Once they cought up to me, it was
like being a debate room every point shouted across the room with no break.
I'm trying to piece together the last few days, but all the events don't match up.

I wake up, and it is 12:oo am.

I read a message on my computer, I lose my train of thought.
I begin to wounder if that was the point, close the computer.
Remembering the words of my worried mother " It's late, get some rest."
Sure enough I ignore her, just to sit with my thoughts.
I figure I'm writing this for reference, so I can remember what a psycho I am.
Or as mom says " writing to make seance of what you don't understand "
I guess in some ways shes right, well thats what I believe till otherwise.

I pass out....

I wake to this image, one that consumed my night thoughts.
The image that filled my mind, is vague but memorable.
I lay in a field of roses and a man, Tall, strong Figure, Stands above me.
His face is blurred , all I can make out are the words he whispers in my ear...
" you are your only Demise, your the rise and fall of your own self. "
He then just * pooof* Disappears, like a magic trick .
But only to spite me, for I know not how the trick was performed.

I guess I'll never understand....

Me.