Everything seems to be out of phase now.

Perhaps some power is interfering with my brain waves?
Or my soul is messing up its own mind...
Fragile and cold, inside..
Cracks and wounds.

Certain part of my head just wants to burst out
High discipline permits me peace and sleep
Though not food....

Liquids are what's going in and out of my flesh---
Alive! Sorrows and troubles continues.

Lab reports, 200pages of reading, 1 quiz and 1 MT this week
Whatever involved, my life is still lingering......

but with texts and tears only.

Lifeless.