Journal entry 102

it feels like I'm getting better

yet I can't put a thought on pen and paper

the pink syrup seems to be working

unlike me I guess, medicines know

how and where to act.

constantly hungry for flesh and alcohol

doctor says eat cucumbers and juice for life.

this pink syrup has a cardamom taste you know

pharma twats call it a panacea.

just like those anti-depressants and anxiolytics

she prescribed me

sometimes I feel like being frozen in the

ninth realm of Asgard

other times am drowned in nostalgia

of people who became memories.

the horizon is so far away

I can't swim anymore.

when it stops I'll have to let her know,

my suffering I mean.