Sometimes life gets too complicated to handle. Sometimes you crawl into bed at the end of the day and breath a sigh of relief that now you can relax into the confused pain, put your mask to one side and cry all those tears you've held back all day. You can take up a pen, or the laptop, and let out all the words that you've been holding back all day. All the hate, and anger, all the longing and desires, all the wishes that, in the lighy of day, you dare not dream of.
Sometimes you curl up and cry, or fall to your knees and scream your heart out.
Then again, sometimes you go out three nights in a row and get fall down drunk (literally), cry in the toilets, fall to your knees in your friends kitchen because you can't stand the pain anymore, scream at the top of your voice as you walk home hanging onto your flat mate.
Why?
Because life turned into a knot of confused connections, relations, feelings...
Just keeping track of my own feelings has become a daunting task, trying to understand and keep track of everyone else's is near impossible!
I swear some higher being decided to shake my life and is sat laughing at the mess.
Okay, so maybe its more that I went crazy and tore my own world down, ripping everything up then setting fire to anything that wasnt inflammable... ok, work that out if you can.
It's bad, because no one realises just how much I've given up on life. On everything.
I try hard to hide it most of the time, but I just cant get interested in living when it hurts this much.
I just wish someone would explain why it hurts this bad.
What monunental Fuck Up led to this?
Bugger it.
Blessed be xx
sent from my HTC
Sometimes you curl up and cry, or fall to your knees and scream your heart out.
Then again, sometimes you go out three nights in a row and get fall down drunk (literally), cry in the toilets, fall to your knees in your friends kitchen because you can't stand the pain anymore, scream at the top of your voice as you walk home hanging onto your flat mate.
Why?
Because life turned into a knot of confused connections, relations, feelings...
Just keeping track of my own feelings has become a daunting task, trying to understand and keep track of everyone else's is near impossible!
I swear some higher being decided to shake my life and is sat laughing at the mess.
Okay, so maybe its more that I went crazy and tore my own world down, ripping everything up then setting fire to anything that wasnt inflammable... ok, work that out if you can.
It's bad, because no one realises just how much I've given up on life. On everything.
I try hard to hide it most of the time, but I just cant get interested in living when it hurts this much.
I just wish someone would explain why it hurts this bad.
What monunental Fuck Up led to this?
Bugger it.
Blessed be xx
sent from my HTC
