3:00 AM thoughts.
I can’t move from my bed, it feels like I’ve grown into it. Like a tree.
I want to stop breathing, I want to just shut my eyes till everything gets better.
This is so hard, how am I ever gonna make it through?
I want to distract my thoughts all the time, but it’s getting harder and harder. I just can’t do it anymore.
I just want some company this rainy and lonely night. But if you were here, would I still cry?
My sheets are clean, but my teardrops makes it wet, and my eyes are soggy.
It feels like everything is about me, but in one way it is. Because it’s my life… Of course I am in the middle, I’m in the middle of all the shit that is happening right now.
This weekend was good, I spent it with my family. And I had myself some good laughs. But I’m still sad.