bleahhh;
the last hurrah
& Sunday, September 25
all the thoughts about futility.
they suffocate.
maybe i shouldnt dream,
that this would happen when i do this and that.
because it doesnt work that way, does it?
i have never struggled so hard.
struggles kill.
sure you know the stories, you know answers to questions
what happened to your heart?
when the light reveals everything,
and nothing is hidden.
you dont want to be seen,
you fear the expression in those eyes.
because i fail.
goodbye
10:46 PM