I get sane you know, those days where its almost like normal. When I wake up like a normal person, pain level low, cheerful smile on my face. Yes, I get sane sometimes.
I go crazy sometimes, when it hurts so bad, you seriously wonder if the bread knife is big enough to cut off all of the offending appendage. When you walk through your house screaming at everyone, not because it is there fault, or because they are wrong, but just because they have the nerve to be pain-free.
I get cold sometimes, right down to my soul, when I think of all the things I want to do to the person who makes my body hurt. When the chill of life creeps up the back of my spine, and I think wow, I could be cruel..
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