by drift. » Mon May 28, 2018 6:54 pm
I don't know whats happened to my art that was starting to get pretty decent
it's like all my inspiration has been drained-
I'm worried, more than anything. Doodling was my vent
but if it's crap it does the opposite and frustrates me more.
I'm losing a friend but when I think I should maybe step up and make an effort to
keep them my feet don't move. My minds screaming for me to do something
and fast, but my heart says otherwise. I don't know if I should stay or go
and it's tearing me apart,
I'm on the edge of breaking down,
I want to let it out,
it's been building up and this
is the 3rd hole in my wall,,
My mom's getting really worried
and I wish I could tell her I'm fine;
I can't sleep or eat, this anxiety is
consuming me.
"You need a therapist"
No, I need a 6 hour hug. I need a friend,
I need someone who will listen.
I don't need a sickeningly sweet woman
smiling and telling me she understands when
everything is wrong with the world and nothing's
okay. I don't need that- I need hope,
I need something to hold on to before I fall.
Becuase frankly,, I don't think I'll have the will to get
back up again this time,
I want some peace of mind, I need a rescuer,
the one person I thought was my rock is suddenly my quicksand
that's only making things worse.
I've worn the wood flooring down by the window from
pacing it so frequently.
I need to be taken by the shoulders and shaken from this bad dream.
I want to wake up and everything be happy again,
haha, I really need that hug..