Oct 2018
loneliness is emptiness
filled to the brim with nothingness,
a lack of sufficient funding
to pay for my actual thinking.
breathing is a waste of time,
when nothing will ever go right;
a cacophony of everything,
and nothing, all at once.
filled to the brim with nothingness,
a lack of sufficient funding
to pay for my actual thinking.
breathing is a waste of time,
when nothing will ever go right;
a cacophony of everything,
and nothing, all at once.
i can't pay for mental therapy sessions, so i ended up on this site.
making poems, a band-aid solution to a gaping hole depression caused, instead of finding a better option.
i really can't pay for a visit to the doctor.
besides, i can't even open up to you; you hate inconveniences and my depression is one of the many inconveniences you encounter.
and besides, you don't owe me anything; it's just right that you've always been detached from our friendship since day one.
making poems, a band-aid solution to a gaping hole depression caused, instead of finding a better option.
i really can't pay for a visit to the doctor.
besides, i can't even open up to you; you hate inconveniences and my depression is one of the many inconveniences you encounter.
and besides, you don't owe me anything; it's just right that you've always been detached from our friendship since day one.
