Back into retail hell tomorrow
Whether my body wants to or not
Not that I really need to go to work tomorrow
I so badly want to just quit
But I have to do my best
There’s no guarantee that I’d find something else before I’m back to having nothing
Two days
So, I will give you that staying alive for it was worth it
Though not in the way I was thinking
I deserve this little chunk of time I’ve bought
I do
So hard to believe in something so unproven
Proof, prove, proven
What a stupidly spelt word
Proh-v
Blasted English
I feel well separated from him right now
Well that’s an interesting observation
I still don’t know the why behind the lot of it though
I don’t want to be alone
It would be nice to not be
It makes me wonder why I’m here
It’s so hard for me to do things that only benefit me
I mean, half the time, living does not benefit me
I want to sing
I want someone to sing to
With, if they should so choose
I don’t know how to find what I seek
I’m too afraid of what might happen if I’m behind closed doors with no one around to hear me scream again
I almost want to live too much to let myself love again
Self preservation
I’m not prepared for any of the trauma any relationship threatens to deal out if I misstep
Gonna go stare at Saturn because even the possible god of death and Time is less scary than a human
How I don’t want to be alone
How anything else terrifie
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