it was a rough weekend
its not often I get all caught up in my feelings but when it happens, its bad.
like fml bad
but we weathered on
made it through the wilderness
isolation and self doubt
these are the worst foes i battle
casualties usually being unavoidable
massive amounts of blood
too much to clean up
on my own
which is what i am
fucking hate it
never goes away
goddamn relentless sometimes
the want of something as simple as a hug
can be soul-crushing
asking for one gets your man card pulled
no doubt
i can count the times i’ve been touched
last year and this one
on
two hands
feels bad man
feeds into the self doubt
who am i
whats wrong with me
when will it end
rinse n’ repeat
nothing but fucking savages in this place
i hope you all are well!
cheers,
jj
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