Never stops,
No.
Infinite Creation.
Insomniac side effects.
Tossing.
Turning.
At times silently reciting lucidity mantras,
For hours.
Preparing for life or death,
To endure in ever looming nightmares.
The damn things rarely ever fucking work.
My Metaphor Million Blades?
Cruelty Incarnate?
Powerless.
Metaphor Million Blades.
