2005-07-08

My camera is broken. I don't know why.
I feel like someone wrapped
plastic foil around my head
stealing my breath
stealing my words

I feel exhausted
every step is too much
answering calls is beyond my tether
but I have an exam
at every day of the week
I'm doing the camera
of a crappy film I dont want
Fear is on my tracks,
trying to tear
the flesh from my bones

Je veux m'en aller.
Quitter cette vie.