the deluded ones [#2]

went

january 15th, 2017

the heater is on, and the blankets gently rest on top of me.

but everything feels so cold, and i am just alone.

and i'm cry again, just like i did back then.

the only difference now is there's no thunderstorm and it's not summertime like it had been before.

but, otherwise, it's the same. i'll stay up for you, any day of the week, but you'll be long gone when i'm quietly thinking of how life can be so mistaken in its choice of those who are strong enough to survive in a world that is bleak.