8.12.23
every day
i am completely
filled
with never-ending
melancholy.i have forgotten myself
without it
when i forget it always
comes
back.i wonder when will
i
be
free?i can't let it consume.
i mustn't.but i have forgotten how life
is
without
it.
i miss when life
felt like a
memory.this may sound strange
but there was this specific
feeling
that looked like a blurry picture.blurry
bright
comfortingi miss it so much.
i can't live in the past forever.
i am aware of that.people go
people comebut why can't i ever go
through it?i feel like i will never
know peace.i am sick of wanting
such simple things
and
never ever getting
them.
i want to live somewhere else.change cities
become someone new
i am sick of this
'me'.i want to put everything on fire.