spiralling out of control

dreamed a happy dream.

you know how they say the happiest dreams often come at your lowest times?
I think this one is out to reflect what i dont have, by showing me how it would be to have it.

so i just wake up feeling worse.

i need something to distract me,
but the distractions are wearing thin.

need to get out of here, fast.

make me your radio

Another week over, another rest here.

It's become routine now, the joys, the dreads.

Where events are the only highlights.

Maybe it's time to do something drastic.

maybe.

with the music pumped up loud

loneliness is a horrible disease.
and i'm sunken right in the thick of it.

but i guess what i wanted was too much,
not always too much,
but perhaps in my... unique situation,
a tad too much.

I'll come out of it,
but what if I don't.

What if, I stay like this forever?

Maybe it's better not to think about it.

Thinking makes everything worse.
It always does.