AuroraI took too many again. The pain I couldn’t block out. It rolled on through me like a multicolored bullet that splattered me against a wall. The drugs I used to hold it in have lost all their control. The lights that dance in front of my eyes are beautiful and rare. The colors that dance before me are the ones that you last hear. Before the world becomes a place of grays and whites and a black filled misery. I took way too many today so now I can feel it all. Its as if my worlds been put into fast-forward but is stuck on repeat. So that one feeling that brings pain is stuck forever here. Give me one more bullet and let this go in me. Let it laAurora
