Shatterstorm, speech again tangled, morning hell and the sun just keeps getting brighter... trying to connect, to communicate, but the phones are dead. It's morning, there's a wedding and a burial and a hell of a lot more going on today and none of it is me, nothing that I can sink myself into. I'm being clever, hiding from the light, dealing with the pain on my own, waiting for it all to go away. I'm still here. Unfortunately, so is everything else. No, I'm not explaining myself well today, I've no need to do so, this entry is just for myself, my sanity, spilling out the things that will never pass my lips and taking in the echoes of song after song, night after night, there aren't words for how much pain comes in with the sunlight and wakening.

I keep playing "When The World Ends" for one very simple reason: I would, right now, KILL to have the world just end. It's getting to be a tad too much again.