December 2nd, 2008
Escape
I've always been trying to escape.
I drink like there's no tomorrow. I laugh out loud like I mean it. I work like I have 10 mouths to feed. I sleep away my weekends. I talk so much.
Yes, I do these things to escape. I don't want to listen to my own thoughts. Because if I do, I would feel what I feel now. I'd be able to hear my heart. Loneliness. There's no better word for it. Yes, I'm a hypocrite. I don't like it. But that's the only way I could survive. I don't have much of a choice. I am a threat to myself.
I better stop thinking now.
Posted by darkthoughts at 03:56 PM | whisper it to me