I NEVER WILL BE HAPPY AGAIN!
My thoughts are getting gloomier
and gloomier.
My eyes keep flickering open
as if by some great miracle
it's morning
and I slept through
the whole night.
Yeah, right.
YOU WILL NEVER SLEEP AGAIN!
Hold up...
Maybe I will,
that might be an exaggeration.
I don't really know.
The sleeping pills have been helping
for now.
I hate taking pills.
I take so many these days.
One for allergies.
Two for my cold
Two for my migraine
One to be happy
and two
to sleep
sort of soundly.
My life is average.
If the average person
fakes a smile
and acts fine, just fine.
Which the average person does
so really,
it's not a big deal.
~
I like a lot of things
Like dreaming
and sleeping
napping
closing
my
eyes
and letting
everything go
somewhere far, far
away from here.
I am not special.
I never have been.
I am not some brand of beautiful
left undiscovered to mankind.
I dislike most of humanity
because let's be serious,
most people are assholes
and I'm tired of being someone I'm not.
I'm not the most athletic,
nor am I the most intelligent.
But I try to be my best.
I see a world
suffering from the worst illness of all:
the lack of faith.
The lack of believing
that there is a better tomorrow awaiting us
That the grief will one day be lifted
and that one day
We won't need pills
to make us happy.
We will only need
each other.
I only need you.
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