this is turning out to be a trying week.

Happy 311 day

I feel like I am writing words that will be lost forever

I am soo empty

I've waited so long for things to change
they will never change

it will always be empty

all connections lost

I feel like I am dying

I'm home.

I have to make the biggest decision of my life

and I have to do it by myself

wont be don't how to think

wont be told the way I think is wrong

prune flavored yogurt

Days not truely spent

Not spent at all

but rather past

not me

I stayed in place

the days passed

passed me by

truely lost

no longer in sight

past the horizon

gone

both are truely lost

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