Really?

Everything that surrounds me, I don't see...
My salty pillows hate you more than I'll ever hate you...
I'm just moved in inertial curves that make me quiver with despair and painful delight...
I see...nothing, there's translucid cascades pouring from my eyes...what surrounds me?
I tremble and crumple myself into a corner in the bedroom...I wan't the wall to absorb me and I wishfully ask God (being agnostic) to take me away.
I don't want to feel the pain: THE PAIN I can't really explain how it feels...I feel as if my insides were trying to expel my heart out of my chest through my ribs and make me swallow it right back in.
I feel as if the walls in my mind were closing and my rational self was screeching it's nails against it's broken realm. I feel...HOLLOW.
Or at least I felt hollow...
Now I just feel...blueish...but dears...it's sunday.

Rentrez-vous

Me quema la frente...puede que tenga fiebre? no, si yo no me enfermo...a mi sólo me enferman.
Estoy dd siempre, haciendo lo de siempre, como siempre y hasta siempre...esos erá bueno? no lo sé...uds?