sleep

Slowing down, his pulse is dropping. Electricity fires less and less in the brain. Moving in synch with the erratic beat of his music. Thoughts end before they begin, rythm takes over. Spinning, reality crashes to a halt. Slowing, heart beat is weak. Laying in his bed - he plummets into bliss.

Jittery

Jittering. His leg never stops. Constantly moving, searching, roaming. Looking for what cannot be found. Restless turning at night. Laughless and sleepless, morning comes all too quick. Futher into ceasless chain of thought. A young man is weary, of time that is spent: in contemplation of his life, both vibrant and dull. So here he sits, another restless night. Alone in his room, just lost in his thoughts.