It feels like a bullet in my leg. Like in my dreams but when I'm awake. I think I'm getting closer to the truth. But time and time again it seems no use. I'm breaking down. Devolving now. There's little left. I'm falling down. Dissolving now... very little left. It feels like I've gone and broken my arm but in my head and deep in my heart. Getting hard to see the gla** half full... I fight and fight and fight. I'm black and blue.