I don't even know where to start,
That with my world and mind ever so gradually falling apart,
These words within my own head,
Never leaving not even long after I have gone to bed.
Not as if I would sleep anyway, right?
Trailing thoughts wandering into the obsidian blackness of the everlasting night,
Wishing I knew how other people manage day in and day out,
Whilst I'm sat stuck with a grey cloud of eternal self doubt,
Just wanting to fix myself,
To put the pieces back together,
To know how to deal.
Perhaps somehow with some magical, vigorous seal?
That, I guess...
I'll Never Know
