chasing after every little thing.
no longer any sense of reality.
I want to come back,
but every other part of me tells me it's impossible.
Gone through too much,
known too much,
suffered too much.
and now we are here,
in a deep dark hole of no escape.
merely the light,
always shining in from the top.
mocking,
laughing,
tempting.
There is something very wrong,
and I need to figure it out.
but where do I start?
My heart's gone.
and my head's buried in mountains of dirt,
of trash.
I don't want to fight anymore,
I just want to live.
but then again, today's friday the 13th.
so maybe something'll change tomorrow.
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