3:56

Searching for inspiration coming up empty handed I’m running out of patience.
I feel so fucking stranded.
I killed myself in my mind at least a thousand times on all those nights where
I just couldn’t fall asleep.
Sitting there gritting my teeth watching the clock.
Couldn’t help but think about all I lived, loved, and lost.
I beat the piss out of myself.
I toss and turn inside my shell.
Just don’t know where I’m headed.
What’s the point?
I don’t get it.