I am alone
It hits me when I go out to the porch for a cigarette
Each drag I take is a miserable attempt to fill the overwhelming void I feel in my chest
As if the smoke could somehow replace the tender love I yearn so deeply for
As if the smoke filling my lungs could also fill my heart
What a fraught pursuit;
To try to fill my loneliness, to try to convince myself that I can feel anything but unyielding pain
Einstein's definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results
Am I insane for so desperately trying to fill the hole in my chest with meaningless vices and material things?
Would it be any different if I didn't?
Would I be any different if I didn't?
I'll never know, for this is the only thing that will never leave me
Jan 11, 2022
Jan 11, 2022 at 4:45 AM UTC
I am alone
It hits me when I go out to the porch for a cigarette
Each drag I take is a miserable attempt to fill the overwhelming void I feel in my chest
As if the smoke could somehow replace the tender love I yearn so deeply for
As if the smoke filling my lungs could also fill my heart
What a fraught pursuit;
To try to fill my loneliness, to try to convince myself that I can feel anything but unyielding pain
Einstein's definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results
Am I insane for so desperately trying to fill the hole in my chest with meaningless vices and material things?
Would it be any different if I didn't?
Would I be any different if I didn't?
I'll never know, for this is the only thing that will never leave me
