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[cameltony]

there is this boy,
i am afraid to call.
we used to be good friends and all,
but the forces that drove me to the point of rage
and irrationality
might have pulled him in.
i miss him,
the thought of losing his friendship eats me up.

i strum my guitar,
but nothing satisfying is created

i eat good food,
but am unappitised within the first bites.

i have someone so special
but she is so far away.

i am so tired of feeling shitty and unsatified,
it makes me want to destroy everything that is good in my life
but i don' have the nerve.