its only 5 am, so why is everything so chaotic in a time where its only the start if the days peak , on the outside it makes life seem so silent but on the inside
My mind is a roller coaster full of dark thoughts, I wish I could simply turn off like a light switch, on the walls of my cigarette smoke stained prison.
a prison I've learned grow and know as my so called,
"home"

I chuckle...