playing: yayaya by mxm
i wanna cry and be happy at the same time.
maybe i've done enough crying though and i should just celebrate.
but worries stick and flow like slime.
disappearing at the slowest rate.
things i shouldn't worry about,
nag me at every moment.
filling my head with shouts,
leaving me unfocused.
when does it stop?
it doesn't.
press it down until i pop,
until i give into it.
but it craves more,
eating away at my soul
drenched in blood and gore,
ever hungry.
nights spent awake,
stuck in a mindless loop.
smiles and laughs that are fake.
i'm slipping i'm-
slipping.
YOU ARE READING
EXISTENTIAL CRISIS
RandomIN THE NAME OF THE MOON! I WILL PUNISH YOU! - basically me having a mental breakdown or me screaming about life-