I'm afraid of tomorrow and what I might be.
Unloved.
Neurotic.
Alone and aghast at the prospect of finding a life in this cold damp haze that is my life.
My life
My wretched life.
I watched it pass away.
Buffered by a could have been.
And smoked away like lazy days.
All my ambitions deflated in failure.
Never trying.
Hard.
Enough.
No meaningful relationships.
No friends to spare.
Just my own personal monotony.
Laid bear for none to see.
Mar 28, 2019
Mar 28, 2019 at 12:52 PM UTC
I'm afraid of tomorrow and what I might be.
Unloved.
Neurotic.
Alone and aghast at the prospect of finding a life in this cold damp haze that is my life.
My life
My wretched life.
I watched it pass away.
Buffered by a could have been.
And smoked away like lazy days.
All my ambitions deflated in failure.
Never trying.
Hard.
Enough.
No meaningful relationships.
No friends to spare.
Just my own personal monotony.
Laid bear for none to see.
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