Here We Are Again In The Wee Hours Of The Morning, Not Tired One Damn Bit, I Know That Its Not Good For Me, Slowly I Feel The Insanity Sliping In Apon Me, Like A Dark But Comforting Blanket, And I Welcome It With Open Arms, Knowing That Along With The Insanity Comes The Comfort Of Not Feeling Anything, No Hate, No Fear, No Saddness, No Uncertainty, No Rejection, Just A Blank Empty Darkness…..Im Home