dead end

i'm growing tired of this life..
it's fun until i sit down..
until i focus my eyes..

it works when i don't try to look at what i've earned..
but see what i've given.
even then i might have put more than my fair share in.

it's a psychotic phase.. of extreme social highs and super lonely lows..
i thought i got out of this cycle years ago.. it looks as if it's not a sequence i can stray from, but a strict path.

i'm weary and worn..
it's taken a toll on my heart and head..
i'm ill. and this is final. i must cut the course short.


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