Driving in the darkness
I saw a street light.
Just as I’d given up looking for any light on that road.
I stopped there
And I never want to leave.

I thought I would like this more than I do. I keep repeating to myself in my head that I want to be alone. That I don’t need to party, that it’s just another night. Not even my cat is around. I’m so lonely. I’m so sad. Writing distracts me but it also makes me cry, so I guess I’m done here.

It’s one o’clock in the morning and It’s broken. It doesn’t work like it used to. When I push the button, it doesn’t shut down. The windows are supposed to close, but they don’t. It never stops running, and if this keeps up we both know it’ll burn out and die.

I suppose the question becomes this; did I subconsciously want people to remember my birthday?

The enemy is everywhere
The enemy is everywhere
The enemy is everywhere
The enemy is everywhere
But no one seems to be worried or care
That the enemy is everywhere

I feel jealous.
I feel stupid for feeling jealous.
I feel stupid for feeling stupid,
And that makes me sad.
I’m angry that I feel sad.
And I’m angry that I feel so angry.

I feel like jumping off something very tall.

Tired.

I just noticed the dirt in my fries.

I want to be forgotten.

Third day on meds. They say I won’t feel them for a week or two.