The Things I Leave Unsaid

65. All or Nothing

There's an intense pain
that a person can feel,

where it hurts so much
but you just can't heal.

And you think that you want to
but can't find the time.

Nothing feels right anymore;
It's a sign.

It's a numbing, a chilling, a heated
emotion
Filled with regret, overflowing an
ocean
Locking me into a black and white city
Of self-deprecation disguised to sound
witty.
And that isn't healthy, a shame, what a
pity.
But behind all the walls, no human is
pretty.

I moved here without understanding
the loss
But now it's too late and I'm always too
cross.
The purchase never will outweigh the
cost.

I'm laying down now, it's a tie so I lost.

It's one in the morning and I should be sleeping. But there's so much unnecessary noise in my house at night and I can even hear it through my earbuds. I don't mean to be overly dramatic(I'll save that for my poems) but really, when is this going to stop? God, if you're reading this, please make someone come to my house and either help me or help him. This isn't working anymore.
I probably sound like a moron. Sorry, it's late, I'm sad, I'm tired, too bad, I get it. Goodnight everyone.