The computer dried my eyes out while streaming TV shows for a couple hours.
After being mentally exhausted my heart grows vulnerable.
My depressing thoughts cloud my head with toxic; mustard gas.
I can only escape reality for so long.
What now?
Not everyone can feel comfortable at home.
12:21 A.M.
I look outside my house to find the dimly lit streets welcoming my mind.
I grab my keys.
I grab my phone.
I grab my cigarettes.
Let's go for a walk...
"How are you feeling?"
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