ForeverFree in MyMind

Will anyone even notice?

Would anyone even care?

Who would mourn me?

Who would laugh?

Where might my furbabies go if I can't stay strong anymore?

I'm just another vessel on the planet, another waste of space, one more problem but I could fix it, then maybe everyone would be happy again. Maybe I would be happy again but I don't even know if I would feel or have thought but maybe, I feel so alone anyways. Maybe lonely darkness is my friend and I need to go to her.

Work, home, eat, watch tv, sleep, repeat.

Work, home, eat, watch tv, sleep, repeat.

It never ends, the cycle just gets longer work time; days off, too tired to do anything, then chores, before you know it, it's Monday again.

I miss going out, I miss having energy, I miss friends, drinking, camping, road trips, random late night adventures.

Is this being an adult? Is this seriously what my whole childhood was preparing me for? Getting called old, living, breathing, eating work, never finding time for anything more than work.