it's a bit colder than i'd expect it to be, considering the recent weather...
dew is sliding across the newborn leaves, and the stars are screaming.
that's what my mind's ears hear...
screaming stars and screaming me.
i can't sleep and i'm very, very thirsty.
this is not to say that i'm sad. in fact i'm miserably happy, as happy as one can be when he hears the stars screaming...
cocooned in chaos, one could say... so thirsty, so tired.
why are they screaming...?
my head hurts again... medicine fixes these, though
medicine can't make me quiet for long, and what use is it to fight the stars?
i'll scream, too.