I dunno

12,627 Days Alive

Having one of those hollow days.

One of those difficult days. Where smiling feels like chewing glass and laughing wasn’t something I could manage today.

Again, there’s a scream trapped under my breastbone, a burning desire to just scream and scream until all the negative feelings and all the chaotic emotions that are tangled up inside me are vented. Like the steam vent on a pressure cooker.

I’m sure things will be better in the morning.

They have to be.

Take your meds, folks.

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