It’s okay for me to sleep right?
I haven’t had too much?
You wouldn’t take that away, right?
What little, awful quality, actually restful, sleep I get?
I swore that light was blue
But now it’s green
Green would be fine
Really, any colour
I have come such a long way
And this… 迷宮
No one enters
Only sees the surface
Only what is and not what was
Not even me
In wanting to protect my future
I have become ashamed of the past
In the interest of being the best me for no one but me
Is that selfish?
No one else really wants me though
I can’t do things for the sake of people who don’t exist
I have no recognition of it
I just wished there was enough
Enough to make him see how serious I’ve always been despite the madness
A shattered dream
And in the shards
There’s not much life left to live
If I’m being honest
It doesn’t really feel like it
Perpetual existence is so trying
The weight of existence
So do I persist only to dream?
Ever searching for this hole in my soul to be filled
Desperate for the day I don’t want anymore
If only I could join them
Even if it was just on the sidelines
If you asked me what living is
I’d say struggle
There has been little else here for me
Perhaps my soul was full of itself and needed this life
The me who I am right now didn’t
Sometimes I forget there are other galaxies
So many things are happening in this space right now and none of them are someone coming to help me escape this hell
If I were to believe
Believe someone is coming
I firmly believe you’d lead me through my whole life believing only for it to be for nothing
Or you’d turn it into something sick like
Yeah someone’s coming alright
To kill you
You haven’t given me the strength to believe
Not in anything good for myself
For other people, yes
I see other people finding happiness all the time
Shards and pieces
It’s not whole
It hasn’t been for a long time
In my heart I’m searching for a place to sleep
Repetitive dreams are more a life
Than I’ll ever get to live
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