BABBLES

i'm restless and wanting to write again but i'm closed off and suffocated. i feel like my emotions are somehow less relevant because i cannot evidence them with angsty words. i'm hollowed out, cliched and trite. and of course, i want to cry. what's a night where i don't want to cry a little?

RUNNING

i feel like i've been running round in circles forever.

i'm always running so hard that i'm panting and pained by the time i end up here and every time i'm running fast, i think i'm fast enough and clever enough to run right past here but i never ever do.

i'm restless and unsettled. i'm overflowing with words that can't be strung together and thoughts that don't quite fully form. it's like i'm not quite sad but just thinking sad.