Novocaine
I wish she would open up to me more, I hate how it feels more distance just to chat or hear a voice reminding me it's still there every day. Sometimes I feel she only wants to talk to me whenever she feels like it. These are just negative thoughts I have to deal with daily, I don't know what's keeping me sane anymore. Probably these false hopes I always seem to attach myself to but it's like knowing there's an train wreck waiting to happen. I'm starting to feel numb again from everything after I worked hard to be more open and expressive of myself. No one seems to care anyway so I guess farewell it, "Too bad so sad" as one of my old english teachers used to say. Alone in my tomb I slowly rot away, I know I'm dead when the kick of Novocaine clears all the pains.