#betterthingsonthehorizon

[ancientthoughtsofnow]

Dried tears on my face,

can't swallow my sorrow.

I'm so fucking lonely,

even more, when I'm not alone.

I'm drowning and people are talking over my splashing,

Calling me selfish as they tighten their grip on the extra float.

Life has slapped me red in the soul. 

This is the end,

for a hopeful beginning.