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I love being numb. It's the next best thing to sleep. 12:33 p.m. Jul. 31, 2002
Right now i'm eating cheerios and wishing I could go back to sleep. I just want to sleep the rest of my life away. I just want all my favorite comforts around me. I want to feel safe and watched over. I feel so small, so insecure and vulnerable. I want to hide from my own dreams, my own fucked up thoughts. I wish I could just turn off my brain, my heart and never have to feel again. I'm just tired of everything and everyone. I have nothing left to give. Drowing in a darkness, a silence. No one there, just my eyes. It doesn't matter if I open or close them. I'm bathed completely in the empty space, making my body feel so light, like i'm not even there. Everything fades slowly. Everything becomes numb. I love being numb. It's the next best thing to sleep. |