It’s not always a happy ending

I’ve filled my life with many a digital pet

Hoping that something needing me will keep me going

But I was also drunk from noon until 7 last night

It’s so hard to keep going

When there’s no goal

There’s nothing needing me

You can’t really expect me to believe my own madness

I play with it, but in the end it’s not like anything has ever really proven them

I’m sure uncanny moments can be explained away

If I don’t play with my own madness I’m alone

Abjectly so

It comes on like affection

And fades away with despair

Wanting to send it to your heart

That never once listened for me

I wish I could undo all the effort

Trying to drown the words just makes the day hard to face

How am I to continue with nothing to go to?

Give me something?

Just a little

Just a little

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