Foreign Affairs

You know that feeling when you haven't slept for days.... Your eyes are red and tired. Your skin feels clammy and can't decide if its cold or hot. Your body is a foreign object rather than your closest companion. It's too cold outside. It's too warm inside. You know everything is alive but yet somehow all remains lifeless. You won't eat. You can't sleep. Your mind can't decide if you're still feeling great or if it is time to come down. Your body is still weightless and your conscious empty. Words flow from your mouth without having to think them. Everything appears hilarious though you are emotionless. Limp. Lifeless. Monotone. Minutes pass, then hours before you realize you have shit to get done. Fuck it. You almost wished you cared, but you don't. Do you keep on going or do you force yourself to face reality? It seems as if a lifetime of bad choices have past yet you still won't regret one single thing...Thank goodness I've never known that feeling...