Solitude
I miss being able to do what I want, and be happy about doing it. Now it all feels so dissociating Nothing is worth it anymore Nothing would be what it seemed to be. It is dark here in a world full of light. It is hard to escape from the shadows. It is as if I'm blind and everyone loves the beautiful views. Can't see anything. Can't feel anything. Can't touch anything. It is just a straight line across the ECG screen, and a straight line accross the wrist is what it takes. The urge is growing strong and I am growing weaker. I don't understand this. What is happening? What did I do to have this in me? I'm tired of this. I really am. Can I just give up and surrender already? I don't think I can continue the walk into the future. Anticipation of the end is growing intense in an uncontrollable manner. Goodbye. I can't think of anything else to say. How do you describe something you can't even explain?