Sometimes, there are moments when you feel so much and have no idea how to put them into words or make sense so you just bottle it all in and say nothing but feel the feels and sponge it all up because how else makes sense to process and what's there to process when you feel sad about most things and crying only does so much and no one knows and having no direction and inspiration and holding patterns stir up more and you feel like you're going to explode and at the same time nothing at all but feeling sad so sitting alone in the dark staring past the dim light is the only mildly comforting thing that also isolates and feels just as depressing and running away sounds so perfect and have no where to run to so going with no destination in mind seems fine I guess.
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