I write here for myself to keep my thoughts organized about my personal uneventful life and everything
else in between. I speak Engrish for the most part. So if you're a judging close minded asshole or
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Monday, September 12, 2016 @ 12:49 AM
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Although almost inconceivable — Sometimes,
Something that a stranger blurts out,
Could heal your emotional scars or,
Change the direction your life headed.
It's not always your loved ones that mend your wounded heart.
It could just be one of the people whom we cross paths with...
Have you found that someone?
I still haven't...
Although, I'm not sure I'm even looking anymore.
Looking for someone to save you, Is like looking for a miracle. And I don't believe in miracles.
I've learned that being more involved or
Aware of my surroundings only brings more pain.
It's easier when everything's a blur.
It was easier when I tuned everything and everyone out.
I question if everyday is just another excuse for the day to pass.
Because thinking of when everything will reach its limit;
Scares me.
As if...
I have the yips about living—
Because I'm too scared; beyond the point of reason,
That I'm no longer able to resume what remains of my life.
Even though I'm carelessly letting time tick away,
A deep, remote part of me keeps asking how long I'll live this way.
The pressure is piling up beyond hope as I'm lying to myself;
Preposterously telling myself to hold on to life, regardless... Labels: alive, bad habits, cynic, dull, falling, i don't fucking know., lost, mentality, mistakes, relapse, self destructive 0 Comments:
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