goodbye cruel world.

[hopedies]

everything i ever knew
for the past few months
is slipping away from me.
i'm not me anymore- i'm some
deranged shooting star
that won't stop, that can't look where
she's going. & i know
that that's not really a good
metaphor but
i don't fucking care

just fucking slip away from me
so when the time comes, i won't
have any reasons left at all.
it will just make things easier.

all i have to do is
figure out the right
time- -

the right
second, minute, hour, day.

this fucking shooting star
will burst into dust.

goodbye cruel world.