When I’m drunk does it read different I wonder?
After all slowly poisoning myself seems like a fair trade
It’s not even the darkest of my days
Those are behind me
I’m still standing here so they’re behind me
Someone
Anyone
I’m so incredibly lonely in this place
The reason children throw away invisible friends is they make real ones
But there’s no one here
Text comes to me occasionally
It doesn’t feel the same as living
I spent so long stuck on the computer and I just want to escape this place
I want to go out
With someone
I’ve gone out on my own fighting the fear by myself enough times
I’ve fought enough
I wanted to be everything
But almost 7 years later I’m still nothing
I suppose I always will be then
I couldn’t even create a happiness out of the most colossal mistake of my life
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