Online blogging, midnight sobbing. Fears, tears steer it away from me. Catching the last glimpse of sunlight should be an excitement to see the stars. I feel comfort in the fact that I can sleep, unconciously surviving in a world unknown. My brain sends signals. Some don’t make sense. Actually none. Losing cognitive balance. I can’t even write a goddamn poem. Because all I can think of is taking the bottle of pills left beside me. DO I CARE IF I DIE? Isn’t there nothing after this life anyway? These pills are the pills that make me not care. They make me calm down relax […]
