Stream of conciousness

I cant belive this is it....
its happeninig...
(silence)
my heart hurt for my attitude is over taking me every second
my crave for attention get worse
i stand just to sit back down.....
alcohol is what i need
no give me a blunt
i want to smoke today....
damn i gotta go to work.....
i wonder if my plans are in place...
thinking too hard
im tiered.....
ready to sleep
ready not to wake up
ready to let go
let it happen....
let it happen

NOW

**** this is a form of poetry Shelly expirimented with....its every thought written down with out stop****