do you ever just get so let down by the smallest of things. it happends to me frequently. and then i spend my nights longing for this feeling to leave, as i drown in the sorrow i created. i guess i hope too high for things, or maybe at this point i have too much to lose. and i’m not holding on very tight. i mean, i would die if i lost everything i’ve gained. but i’m losing it all anyways, because some part of me is already dead. can someone tell me why the world is so empty? why we have to feel emotions and be torn apart 99% of the time? why someone thought life was a gift? its a curse, its given to you and taken from you. some people take it away from themselves, but no matter what someone gets hurt. i’m tired of hurt. so so tired.
in the furthest corners of my mind
a presence lurks among the limbo of unknown
and on the loneliest of nights
it will prey upon the sadness i am releasing
and on the most plentiful of mornings
it will suffocate me in sheets of death