Unglued

In my head, I am at war with myself. Some days are better than others. Today has been so heavy, and I barely have energy left. I will blame it on the full moon. I am emotional right now. I have no idea why. I never take myself too serious. I just feel this immense loss inside my chest. I feel hallow. Attention starved, I crave affection.

Sitting alone. I feel as if my arms are restrained. The only emotion I show is the anger that builds each day. When I try to ground myself, it seems useless because nothing changes. In repair and discontent. All I want is peace.......in my head and heart. Alone with my thoughts, I wonder how much longer I can live like this. Something is missing inside of me. My weakness disgusts me, but it cannot be avoided. I embrace the dark. Holding on tight to feel the intimacy. Drowning in black. Searching for the light knowing there will be none. I am the creator of my own hell. My transgressions will eventually lead to the end of me.


DR