Been up since four in the morning feeling like I'm stuck in some weird limbo. Nothing makes sense anymore, everything has lost all meaning to me. I'm existing for the sake of existing, no reason, no drive, no motivation. Three days until I turn 25, still can't believe I made it this far... doesn't really even feel like I made it anywhere at all though. Still stuck in my own mental prison every waking moment of my life, still a pathetic slave to my volatile emotions. Brief moments of sweet serenity seem to dissipate just as soon as they come, never being able to fully take in it's taste before the harsh, bitter reality sets on my tongue. I'm still kicking and fucking up every bit of the way and as long as I'm still breathing that's just how I see things being for the indefinite future. Oh well, lets ride out the rest of this year and see how shitty next year can get.
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