The darkness is back
The need to sit in a dark room and cry has returned
The need to nothing but wallow in sorrows
I wanted nothing more than to spend the weekend with my friends
To enjoy their company
To celebrate my 21st birthday
But the curse has reared its ugly head again
The curse that brought about many dark times on my birthday
It never fails
It comes in the form of weather normally
But this year it wants to curse me this way
It wants me to sit alone in a dark room
Crying for friendship and company
It wants me to see just how lonely I am
To force me to see that I have no control
And everything in my life is doomed to be destroyed in a flood of tears
I hate my birthday
I hate it with a passion now
I used to wonder why people hated their birthdays
But I get it now
It means nothing more than another year of pain
Of stress and mental breakdowns
Of tears and sorrow
Of loneliness
I don’t want to celebrate my birthdays anymore
I don’t want to deal with this curse anymore
I don’t want to feel so sad and lonely anymore
I don’t want the darkness to swallow me up for the millionth time again
Although I can see it already has
And there’s no coming back from this drowning now
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