stucked

so... tired yet my mind sends fritters of signals for my hand to type nothng.. i dont have anything in mind to talk about. a blank and nothingness... my eyes are glued on this monitor with flashing lights and my heads in circles...

my hairs moist with sweat trickling down my nape...
beside me are piles of books waiting to be read.
my papers are flying; some are scattered on the floor

some people need a rest in peace..
i wsh angels would give me a drink of tranquilizer. i wanna close my eyes and shut myself entirely...

----blank mind works slow----