10 Ocak 2016 Pazar

You're on a train. You've been on this train for quite awhile. You would say that it's been days, but you can't really tell. There are no clocks and outside is a constant, grey fog.

My ass is hard as wooden chair. Its been to long since i moved from my space. What the fuck is going on. I am the only guy on my compartment. Both doors at back and front is locked. I cant see shit. I am freezing slowly. I feel I cannot protect my body heat. I cant see shit from the window it has been gray ever since i boarded the train. My weight dwindling further. I am out of water and snacks I have brought 2 days ago. How do I know its been 2 days ? I am out of my mind. It isnt food or water or shelter that is finally going to kill me. its the stillness and boredom that poisons me. I am rotting away here. Just help me, save me god. Oh lord Jesus please save me.
But in fact his phone was out of charge for the first time for about 2 hours. This is the type of youth that awaits us. In need of constant trigger and connectivity or else they are going to lose their sanity.

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