AbsurdAbyss
Lost, broken, empty, fragmented.
- Mar 4, 2024
- 55
Sometimes I feel like I'm too sane to be insane, too insane to be sane. Events, life, people, voices, sights, ideas, memories only confuse, alienate, perplex me now. Every little thing I notice seems to get on my nerves, makes me wish I never existed. Can't deal with this anxiety anymore, can't keep up with the pace of things around me when I'm already starting to sound like a broken record. I don't want to "be myself", I don't want to be "somebody else", I just want to be - let me be. I'm running out of listing things I should know by now, but its still "never enough" - every new "lesson" invalidates the old but can't replace it. Wish I could talk to someone other than myself without hurting us both, just once. But I'll probably die before that's ever going to happen - it only gets worse every time I hope it doesn't.
