Some days are like that
Some days are like that.
They start so well, yet somehow you end up with this feeling of 'circling the drain' by the time you go to bed. Today was one.
Why on earth do I keep stirring up this mess with you all over again? Sure, an ego boost is always welcome. But the when you have so much more to lose - is it really worth it in the end? If you asked me now, I'd say it really isn't. I'd tell you to lay down your burdens, and go find your happiness someplace else.
And me, I should stick to my fucking resolution for once.
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A false king sits on the false throne/
above him and around and under/
the world weeps of fallen skies/
of sword and scepter, both old lies/
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