its like promises have an expiry date, because people dont keep them. i feel so low but i dont know why, every time i come to write about my feelings, or what made me feel like this, it proves to be i have very little if anything to say.
i want to keep my earphones in, and maby the world will melt away, and then someday i can find that happy feeling. and maby if i concentrate hard enough the things that are torturing me can leave me. and maby the hidden memories can also fade
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That is a lovely image. I imagine someone floating slowly down with the surroundings melting like chocolate, washing away all the troubles of the world. Then all the taint would be removed leaving a very pure existence and uncovering the hidden core of happiness. I would draw a picture of that.