Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Day After Syndrome
Man, I really thought I was doing okay.
I suppose I am.
I know I am.
I'm a wreck tonight.
I don't quite know what to do with myself.
I'm sad. I'm lost. I'm empty.
I'm sitting here staring at this computer wondering how it used to entertain me.
I'm restless. I'm anxious. I'm frustrated.
What the hell is wrong with me.
Nothing holds my interest tonight.
I feel like such a waste.
Why the hell can't I be happy?
Why the hell can't I find a significant reason to exist?
Why the hell can't I find something to look forward to?
This is so painful.