life

funny how it can suck, yet be completely harmonious. i won't say things are falling into place, but they're falling somewhere.

a wandering thing

i drive and drive and still can't see the road
a focus only inches from blind eyes
the world sinks to blur
and it takes my heart with it
babble to remind me that
i can't speak
and the voices echo echo echo that
i'm not alright
bus to train to feet to train to bus
and i'm not alright...

unfinished

sigh.

i'm back to being very, very worried about myself.
sigh.
i didn't mean for this blog to become a whiny mope fest, but i'm at a really strange place right now.
i just need to go out and do it...
do something
do everything.
why do i always torture myself?
what am i afraid of?
will i ever be functional again?
bleh...
noon edit: i'm too hard on myself. things aren't hopeless. i'm not hopeless. i'm just grumpy in the morning sometimes.