Saturday, May 12, 2012

Hurt...


Desperately in need of drugs. I want to create, to write, to draw, to paint; to anything but be in pain, but all I can do is hurt.

I know, not my usual ramblings. I know I should be yammering on about a project or a thing I’m working on, but it’s just pain and hurt right now, so my creativity has been boiled down to ‘it hurts, make it stop’. The only thing I could write right now would be some horrible story where everyone dies and it’d be all depressing. No one needs to read that.

Okay. Going back to staring at nothing and wishing for it to stop hurting. Send drugs. Or just one of those doctors that can inject my spine with stuff so I can’t feel things or care about the hurting. I’d love that.

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