I have to keep moving cause the thought of you scares the fuck out of me. I have to keep the smile on, get out talk to people.
Cause once I stop moving it's all over, wham I'm back in thinking leading to over thinking, over thinking about what?? About what could have beens.
Should I have done this?? Or maybe done that?? I don't know anymore.
The bottle or the pill let's just see how it goes.
I'm dead tired alright let me just rest my head for a minute and then tomorrow we just keep on running.
Meh
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Worthless Thoughts
PoetryI'm loosing myself, I'm losing my soul and when the book ends so will I. So come with me as we delve into my madness once last time.