I could say that I’m only drunk rambling and that I don’t need anything when I’m alll actuality I need a few things and is it such a difficult task to ask for something so small of human decency which lies beneath us all
I really am simple human with nothing more than pure intentions I sit and think where I’ve taken myself and if the next step is what’s worth the health unkept
What can I really do and is the path chosen but if I go and ask random people for misery will I find myself in the same old chilvary I don’t want to focus on self but if I don’t will this be the end of me
Breathe
Let out a sigh of contempt knowing damn well I have more that’s left. I can’t fathom the thing I’ve become if it’s really not me at all should I left this feeling fall or uncontrollable whither away in what feels like withdrawal
What I see if a path to self righteousness ended in a higher self or is this a human conseption of the path that lead into “depth” I’m scared that I may fuck my life up and death was the only thing waiting only to be inflicted upon with my own hands
I need help but not what’s capable by man








