this isn't fair. this circular motion of thought. it's never satiated, never contented. And i still end up alone at the end. why's that? i try so hard, give so much, invest my being in life itself, and i end up here. at the end of roads, where everyone moves on without me, and I get torn out of my life and plopped down in a new one.

People keep saying i'm strong. but I'm falling, and there's no one to catch me.

That's the problem. there's never been.



That's what I've been searching for. someone to fall on when i can't stand on my tired feet anymore. They say that's codependance.

So I'm just crashing on the floor.




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