and as the illness comes again

It´s back.
As the illness comes again...
yesterday
during the night the cunt
while i was asleep.
It woke me up and would not let go of me.
Images,sounds,thoughts.
Driving me mad.
Insomnia

please let it not last
please let me be sane for the next days, the last effort,

just enough to sail everyone away.

please

please let go of me.
im powerless, to it´s horror i kneel down,
trembling, death, sadness,
the wind scattering my ashes
fragmented

never a whole

please