daybreak

it's basically irrelevant since no one comes around here anymore talking to myself find a way to make it through one week until this passes maybe then it will be fine - i hate this now how it goes how it turns how my head spins sick from it all i may not return have lost my will my faith my hope my words my ability to make logic and order it all runs together how desperately i wish i could sleep maybe the end of this place i will breathe and lie and dream of planes and love and pray