Its not the first nor the last day of this month. The month itself doesn't seem to end. The days seem long and boring. The sun says goodbye and the darkness that the moon bring says hello. The time goes by ticking away, a second after a second, a minute after a minute, hour by hour. You are alone. Lonely, sad, suffering all by yourself. The heavy, dirty, huge rocks just seem to be pulling you back into the bed which is cold and uninviting. You are nothing. Nothing at all, you have no friends, no one cares, no one gives a fuck about you or your actions. As much as you try every damn, forsaken day nothing ever changes. So all that effort from your tiny, pure heart goes unwanted, unseen, invisible.
21/06/16
