"i want to tell you, to let you know somehow, without feeling trite or invalidating you in any way that i know exactly how you feel.
i want to tell you that i know what it feels like to somehow be exhausted by your own life and wish for still nothingness because it requires nothing from you. it doesn't require you to be a certain way or act a certain way or speak, hear, feel, see, love, like, hate a certain way. it doesn't require you to hide or stifle or bury parts of yourself, it doesn't even require you to be you. it doesn't require to think or act on things you should or should not, it doesn't require internal or external conflict, or apathy or action or routine.
nothingness requires nothing.
it is the peaceful, healthy, natural non-existence of anything that is apart of your everyday living."
i'm pretty sure my eternal restlessness will most likely be my demise.
or emphysema.
try.
we're not idiots.
so stop stopping yourself.
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