The best part of my day is when I fall asleep, oh the peace of that darkness.
I am tired of the waking hours, endless days of be glad I’m alive, of being kind to others and forgiving myself. Being awake is the confrontation of my complete isolation, lack of any pleasure from the normal slavery of life – work, partners, friends. I’m awake but crushed, ground down, exhausted and abused by the rotten evil called life.
It’s not a dream, a joy, a celebration but rather the agony of a promise made and never kept, constantly betrayed.
Those lies of polities, religion, money, love, […]
