The slow disintegration is accelerating.
I will likely be told I'm delusional. That I'm imagining things, or making things up.
We are coming apart and the looser I hold on the more distance is created. And I am tired of holding on so tight. I'm tired of putting in so much and for it to go unnoticed. I'm tired of doing all I can and feeling that I'm slowly fading out.
I will likely be told I'm delusional. That I'm imagining things, or making things up.
We are coming apart and the looser I hold on the more distance is created. And I am tired of holding on so tight. I'm tired of putting in so much and for it to go unnoticed. I'm tired of doing all I can and feeling that I'm slowly fading out.
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