I awoke slowly, My mind throbbing with questions. What little sanity I had left was slipping slowly, Bending and twisting with every question I tried to desipher myself.
I had slipped, and fallen into a deep realm of depression and rage. Never once had i smiled, Never once had I laughed, It was lucky for myself to even know such words having never experienced them myself at all.
My first experience with my own thoughts while with a day dream had not been a "Picnic" In the park as the frolic whould say. No, It had been a day of terror and loating beyond any horror film could reproduce. Such shrills, and such terror could never be played by mere pathetic acting. My insufferable insomnia was not the cause of these visoons, No. Sleep deravment had long been my eternal friend since 4 years of age, It had not done me wrong since. This Insanity was caused by more then just "Sleep". Either the entire read of Psychology books had failed my interest and now i had to deepen my subconcious to see what I could find. There was nothing, All blank spots brough on by intense spirals and undaunted lack of color had been my mind.