Sleeping In Until Oblivion

So much blah blah blah on my mind and nonsense coursing through  me at the moment

I have to keep my hands busy to keep my mind busy and focused off of the thing stuck in the center

There is a hopelessness

A terrible future and it consumes me to the point of silence

I am scared

I am broken

In the end the work and the bills and the distances and the anxieties and the pills and the chores and the reasons to not make sense of this existence, are all more of a challenge than expected

And it's all time consuming blah blah blah until I die until I die until I die until I die 

Give me a break, but don't put it in me....and fear these love songs and horror movies that give me a flase sense of something other than normalcy

Sweet

I am 

a trainwreck. 

Surrounded by indifference, so much blah blah blah to be bored with doing what it is that I need to do what it is to be who it is that being who is what I am was when it was decided that I was to be when I was being. 

Discarded to the side of the road

Doable, but not datable

"Baby you're like lightning in a bottle""

except when the 1 best thing about you is the runner up you'll always be

No silk stockings

No champagne on ice

No first class trip to extacy

Take a seat at the back of the class

There has got to be a better class of misery

For an atheist in Christain Hell

Fuel for the fire

the damned for the pyre

I gave, I gave, I gave, I gave

Destroyed by my desire.