the excruciating pain of waking

another day has arisen upon me from the east with the harsh burning rays of the sun piercing my eyes...uggh i think, what exactly is the trial today...last night i awoke at 3 in a pool of sweat with a burning in my lower lungs...i sat up in bed and then doubled over...all i want to do right now is sleep i thought...now this...i was happy to be released from the dream i had been having...i was cleaning up pound after pound of rat shite from my living room floor...the more i picked up the more seemed to be there...it was quite unsettling at the time, but i was relieved when i awoke that it wasnt real and i would not again have to experience the ammonia-like smell of rancid waste...however, i still had severe burning in my lungs and i wondered when if ever i could get back to sleep and dream...so there i was trapped between rat feces and burning lungs at 3 in the morning...

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all those s.o.b's want to squeeze me for money...damn they have it and i dont but they still insist on 13 dollars for a last car insurance payment even though i have no auto...it is gone goodbye...they have already seen to that but still in the cricket soaked evening they want their 13 dollars...ole wegner cant bear to live through another day unless he has soaked a poor old soul like me out of more money...the stationary and postage probably cost more, with some poor savage making ought dollars an hour to send me the shite...but it is all the principle...it is all about them sucking every last dime out of my poor withered body simply because they have nothing better to do...because that is precisely what they are here for...they are a self perpetuating disaster...and so am i...so i wait in weep in the shadows wishing for salvation while they clutch and grab for 13 dollars for nothing...it is all for nothing and salvation fades more and more with every shot of tequila...the nameless, and the faceless do what they wish...its like showering in prison...