Dreams
It says Dreams on my back
It was for something to remind me to never stop dreaming. Never stop dreaming about art, about love, about being a part.
But now I'm rather falling to pieces, I can't sleep at all or I sleep all day. I'm having a hughe struggle just to get out my bed and less alone go outside at all.
I don't know what's happening but it feels like it's happend before but totally different.
I just want to sleep, and stay there. In my dreams.
It's like something just cracked. I only have enough energy to push myself for a bit and then I'm back to being exhausted.
I don't feel like doing anything. I don't want to do anything.
It feels like I wanna be reckless
With razors
With sleeping pills
With me
I'm just so fucking tierd.
But I don't think I will do anything
I don't have the energy for it anyways