When the normal is expected and consumed with boredom,
and the highs pass along unnoticed because they are so humanly desired,
and the lows are too painful to survive through, let alone move on from,
who has the right to ask me to continue trying to live?
Who on this Earth possesses any righteous ability
to command me to survive?
No one.
And yet, I am powerless to stop them.
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 10:01 PM UTC
When the normal is expected and consumed with boredom,
and the highs pass along unnoticed because they are so humanly desired,
and the lows are too painful to survive through, let alone move on from,
who has the right to ask me to continue trying to live?
Who on this Earth possesses any righteous ability
to command me to survive?
No one.
And yet, I am powerless to stop them.
