
I'm thinking of just staying in bed and sleep it all off, Only I do have to go to work and slave myself to death just to avoid being confronted of my loneliness. I feel like a living dead never knowing how I get by everyday: eating but not even tasting the food; hearing but not even listening; talking but not even comprehending; just staring into blank space just blocking thoughts and feelings like it's so me now. not thinking, not feeling , not wanting, not expecting, not even trying just sailing~getting by~so dead. Spirit broken; as if life has been taken out from me. leaving me with nothing but space, black space, of broken dreams and empty promises.
cigarette: 0
STATUS: so sleepy and missing my bed!

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