f..ck The Facts Misery
I dropped. I devoted myself, blindly, for one's life. A
well-aware choice, knowing this free fall was right. I
dropped. I sacrificed everything at stake, my own
wellness. I fell apart. Broken and weak, I held, and
stood still, ripping through my fragile ground. And I
held, knowing I was losing the most of me. When
everything is gray and your guts scream misery. When you
can't handle looking at others. You can't deal with their
happiness. It's so dark here. I barely recognize my own
substance. These blood-red eyes, this grim expression
that can't be my own. I lost track. Time is holding me in
this confused state, playing a silly game. Has it been
weeks? The clock, has been stopping its course between
minutes. Stretching every moment to make it last, to make
it hurt. I devoted myself, blindly, for one's life. I lay
down waiting for my body to lose consciousness. These
endless days, these permanent nights steal all my heart,
steal all my soul. I'm burning within. I haven't seen the
sun in days. I crawl around this odd place that has no
silence, that never sleeps. In this place that never
leaves your mind at peace. The fragility, my existence.
Trusting my own lies; believing it will all be fine. It's
so dark in here. I haven't left my bed in days. Curled
up, cold, in a shut in. I entered a slumber, a deep
sleep. Can I hang in until tomorrow ?
