Monday, 11 February 2013
03:56:08 AM (GMT)
My face is breaking open wide, something, nothing, I'm not here anymore, I am not
breathing or living or real, what am I this late at night somewhere in the world? I
can't give up thoughts, they're the real drug, do I even believe in addiction, I
can't remember, why do people have to believe in anything, why can't we all just be
washed away in the flood.
I'm halfway to no where and still wondering why. I don't want to be left alone. Not
next year, not ever. After everyone leaves me, who will I be? I want to cut and claw
my way out of this body. I want to be clean and freezing ice cold breath.
I want a safe place, a deep dark place, where I can sleep, a nothing place, a place
where I can take a break from existence.
Don't we all need a break from existence?
Please let me have these words if nothing else.
I love you and that's all.