Half-dead





All I want is a simple, smooth-sailing, happy and loving life.

Why must my life be so complicated?

I’m suffocating. I’m choking. I’m half-empty, not half-full. I’m broken. I’m 5% blinded, 50% jaded, 30% exhausted, 15% lost.

I’m losing my inner peace, my soul, my fairytales, my hopes, my dreams, my me.

I don’t know what plans You have for me. One thing’s for sure is I’m losing it… I’m gasping for air, I’m trying to swim for shore; I’m drowning.

I don’t want to lose my way to the other side. But the dark side keeps pulling me in deeper and deeper each passing day…

I’m shivering. I’m scared. I’m angry. I’m stoned. I’m sad. I'm falling off the edge. I’m already half-dead…

xoxox