I Dont't Know What to Do
I can't sleep.
I'm nauseous.
I'm tired.
I'm depressed.
I'm cold.
I'm lonely.
I'm uninspired.
I don't know what the hell to do with myself. I sit here heaving and alone at night, everyone else in the house is sleeping, left entirely to my own devices. Try to write and the words don't want to come out onto the page. I try to watch a show and I just can't focus and lose track of what's going on. I try to draw and there's nothing in my mind but a great void. I try to chat with others but I don't know what to say. I have nothing for a companion in these times but my own dark thoughts and they only seem set on getting darker.
I wish I didn't feel so profoundly lost. I wish I could see more reason to keep going.
I'm sorry if my strings of dark posts are bothering others around here. I'm not in a great state of mind. I'm just hoping maybe a little venting helps me keep hanging on.
I'm nauseous.
I'm tired.
I'm depressed.
I'm cold.
I'm lonely.
I'm uninspired.
I don't know what the hell to do with myself. I sit here heaving and alone at night, everyone else in the house is sleeping, left entirely to my own devices. Try to write and the words don't want to come out onto the page. I try to watch a show and I just can't focus and lose track of what's going on. I try to draw and there's nothing in my mind but a great void. I try to chat with others but I don't know what to say. I have nothing for a companion in these times but my own dark thoughts and they only seem set on getting darker.
I wish I didn't feel so profoundly lost. I wish I could see more reason to keep going.
I'm sorry if my strings of dark posts are bothering others around here. I'm not in a great state of mind. I'm just hoping maybe a little venting helps me keep hanging on.
31-35, M
