The architect of my mind...has fallen asleep.

The artificial stamina I've bestowed inside of me by injecting coffee into my veins.
It is making my eyelids heavier and heavier each passing hour that it fails to fully
supplement my needs.

I need energy, i'm growing weak in both mind and spirit.
Where do i find it?
Who can help me locate the ever warming fire
deep in the cold lonely woods.

It's been too long since reality likes to smack me in the face.
And sometimes im so god damn stubborn.
I need to be beat,
cut up
thrown out
....abandoned
in order get back on track.

I'm not complaining, as i love mistakes for what they teach.
But fuck man,
shit's hard.

i'll get used to it someday.

Tho.