It seems like I'm coming back to this thing again. It happens every other year or so. I'm just...sinking. Just sinking where's there's a choking feeling all around. It's suffocating.
The last time I felt like this, I was just sad. Sad, and angry, and all the things I feel that I shouldn't feel, but do. I got over that though. I convinced myself that it was okay to be myself and that I wanted nothing and needed no one.
I'm suffocating, sinking, and choking on my own conscience because now, I scare myself with how brutally efficiently I can lie to myself. This...this feels like it could end me.
And the wind brought Clive @ 2:00 AM
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Thursday, October 04, 2012 |
