Whatever I was searching for, it was never you
I hate how my cure for anxiety is oversimplifying everything. It was never this bad before. This is an attempt to better myself in that regard.
But it's not working because the page is still blank. Like my head whenever ... yeah. This is me with nothing to say, feeling compelled to say something.
It's funny how so little has happened in actuality, and as a result, how much has happened in my head. How the smallest things become the biggest deal.
It's also funny how none of this makes sense anymore, even to me.
I hope it's okay that I'm posting this, the source of much of my distress... or, better said, the best representation of ... FUCK NEVERMIND.
So... I'm still wondering what happened to make me second guess myself. Not like that's uncommon for me... but nonetheless.
SHOULDN'T THESE FUCKING MUSCLE RELAXERS HELP ME ARTICULATE ALL THIS SENTIMENT?!
The cure for pain is in the pain,
so it's there that you'll find me.
Until again I forget,
and again he reminds me,
"Hear my voice in your head,
and think of me kindly."
Let me be, let me be..
Lowered down like a casket
and buried just below her chest.
"Whatever I was searching for,
it was never you," she says.
The record ended long ago,
we go on dancing nonetheless. That has nothing to do with any of this.
I... am far too weak for this. <3
But it's not working because the page is still blank. Like my head whenever ... yeah. This is me with nothing to say, feeling compelled to say something.
It's funny how so little has happened in actuality, and as a result, how much has happened in my head. How the smallest things become the biggest deal.
It's also funny how none of this makes sense anymore, even to me.
I hope it's okay that I'm posting this, the source of much of my distress... or, better said, the best representation of ... FUCK NEVERMIND.
So... I'm still wondering what happened to make me second guess myself. Not like that's uncommon for me... but nonetheless.
SHOULDN'T THESE FUCKING MUSCLE RELAXERS HELP ME ARTICULATE ALL THIS SENTIMENT?!
The cure for pain is in the pain,
so it's there that you'll find me.
Until again I forget,
and again he reminds me,
"Hear my voice in your head,
and think of me kindly."
Let me be, let me be..
Lowered down like a casket
and buried just below her chest.
"Whatever I was searching for,
it was never you," she says.
The record ended long ago,
we go on dancing nonetheless. That has nothing to do with any of this.
I... am far too weak for this. <3