I blame Wall-EThis time a year ago, I was a mess. I was confused, homeless, working for a boss that didn't care about the fact that I was homeless. I was sleeping on a deflated airbed on the cold floor of my best friend's living room. I had little money, I was struggling with my degree and was trying to pick up the pieces after the worst relationship I had ever been in. I was miserable and despite my best friend's efforts, I still felt very much alone. My family and I had fallen out and my efforts to reconcile had fallen on deaf ears. I was in a pretty bad place.I blame Wall-E by ~TezcatlipocaA
Fast forward to about six and a half months ago. I had picked myself up, I was still confused
Horrific emo poetryHow does it feel to wake up feeling restless?Horrific emo poetry by ~TezcatlipocaA
Every fibre of your being, heart, soul are breathless.
Life without purpose life without aim
Wake up disappointed again and again
Wishing for someone, living for nothing
Getting no one, wishing for something.
Hoping for anything to come your way
Or praying you don't wake up the next day.
There's only one fear in being alone,
Seeds of insanity scattered and sown;
Stuck with yourself, one and only
It's fear of oneself that haunts the lonely.