11:06 p.m. - 2008-03-07
Catatonic
I am becoming mad. No longer down and no longer up, just in absolutely nothingness. Thoughts fade, convictions lie wet in the rain. There is no happiness, the sun no longer exists. The stars have crashed against each other, silently while I slept. The moon is a vacuum. No more depression, just a hole in my head, I have nothing left.

I've gone mad.