not anymore.good morning world. i hate the way i woke up to.could i get back to sleep and wake up again?its nothing else i know.ite just me against myself. its just something so wierd.i cant recognise it. its just a feeling i get.i get frightened too. just like how everyone does.no time to run and cry.Please ease my burden,And I still remember.A memory and I weep,In my broken sleep.The scars they cut so deep.::Appear; draped in terror,to the comfort of your kin,Stain the milky sunset red and let the other in...