2018 11 May :: 9.26am
every night I go to sleep optimistic that I will not wake up
every day I awaken to the same nightmare
the sets and faces change, but the feelings always remain.
worthless. lonely. isolated. absurd. pointless. grey. empty. devastated. crushed.
I'm just so tired, but sleep doesn't seem to rest my soul. do I even have a soul?
all I feel is blood and bone. no heart. no soul.