I feel this powerful need to express myself without any understanding why. I think that in some time that is not now I will awaken to a world I don't recognize, listening for signs I can't hear. Perhaps the degredation, the slow destruction is something that has already begun. I remember my scars, won from over a month ago. Time is this thing I can't recognize for some reason, I try and try to grasp it . But I keep consistently failing.