"We are in a cold dark room. I see you walking away, but my hand never reaches you.. No matter how hard I try, you keep getting away towards the door. Behind it, unbelievable light. You finally reach it, and close the door behind you."

Tonight, as every single night I can remember well, I take my clothes off, lay down in bed and try to make my head and the pillow look like a potato mash. My whole physical energy suddenly disappears, and rush through my veins up to my head. I open my...