selfish emotional being.

Maybe I should just run away...

I'm tired of distracting myself so I don't have to think about being alone.
I'm frustrated at the tears that so easily arrive whenever I think of it all.
I'm annoyed at trying to be pleased at everything when everything doesn't seem to matter.
I'm angry at everybody and nobody all at the same time.
I hate being asked how I am because I no longer have a pleasant answer.
I don't remember why I bother to get up in morning with no real purpose.
I'm confused about how I should be with you by my side, it's not the same anymore.
I'm upset because I will never get what I want.
I'm weak for not realising that no happiness is ever long lived.
I'm sad... and nothing seems to make it all go away... and I just want it to all go away.
I'm not sure what to do with myself now and forever.

 

After all nothing seems to make me as happy as I should.

somewhere somehow.

In the realities that escape from her...

Hold me down.. knock me down... drown the thoughts... and destroy all those frowns.

Run away with me... somewhere with sand... somewhere with bottomless alcohol... somewhere I can just run away without a bother.

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