Palms Exposed......

Sleep seems to be the sanctum that was discovered a few days ago. I honestly was under the misconception that inundating my life with many things to do was the way to go with insomnia kicking you in the stomach.... keeping your eyes wide and thoughts on repeat, shredding themselves into strips of memories. This new discovery, sleep, is all chemically induced, thoughts become what each chemical wants you to think. Sleep become structured, dreams become the instructions on the box the temporary rest came packaged in. No gift paper here, but, a gift of a few hours of letting the world slip by and for you to not give a f**k.... This temporary freedom, left my palate film covered with side effects kicking in. The haze once in which I hated with a passion now became my best friend. With each pill, touching my lips, tingles down my spine with happiness and intrigue surfaced. For a few hours, no assholes coming around, no dealing with peoples emotion, no mediocrity that I have to fix, no inconsiderate fools that point out my cancer and its setbacks over some excuse for a man, no fake friends....... The world that unfortunately I exist in are covered with such monsters, but, amiss it all, there are the gems when I lock the world off, I do miss. My palms exposed ......... this is me and my life with no doors, no gates, no guards, no feelings, no emotions....no thinking. Palms exposed - Weekend escape....Pills..... Singh...........