It's days like
today
where
I wish there
were no days.
It's times like
now, now
there is obvious
pain
on my face, but no
one cares, no one
sees.
It's times like now I
could
do it, but when it comes
to it, I can't go through it.
I
could go somewhere else,
but it doesn’t
hold meaning,
I don’t want to be
anywhere else but here.
Yet
this place holds
nothing
either. I'm sitting here
in
limbo waiting for
these
urges to make sense
waiting for the things I know
that should
happen to come
to reality. I could
do it,
but I can't go through it.
Throbbing. My head
hurts.
Tear count:
6