Pop, it's in. Working through my bloodstream, forcing my body to do something it normally wouldn't do. I can feel my body trying, as weak and brutalized as it has been, it can not do it on it's own. No, it is not prescribed, at least not to me. Danger doesn't seem like a factor in this equation. It frightens me a little to have no fears. A contradication, I know, but a fact none the less. My brain is working, at a rapid pace. I feel whole. If only it was not a drug making me feel this way, if only there was not you pulling me down.