Where to kiddo

nostalgic to the point of throwing my arms in the air and saying nothing matters
these desperate attempts to hold onto things and events long gone by
the fact that [she] and I will have nothing is of little matter
they come and thus go so quickly.

Distant from family and friends and even myself
I realize I can control everything in my head, but that is of little comfort when I simply don’t have anyone to hold onto.

Lay in bed and try to sleep as I need it so badly
distorted pictures
something is desperately missing

– For more in this series and the story behind it, see 13 years