starving

the song through glass is stuck in my head.
i find it symbolic.
it's melodic nature and begging lyrics are what i am right now.
being alone. even for a little while is terrifying to me.
i'm in an empty room, my stomach growling, praying that i don't succumb to its cries.
my head is pounding, and there's a 24pack in my refrigerator, should i drink alone?
because if i do, i might slip into the abyss and never return.
will i do it?
i've been pondering whether or not my life is worth the taking.
i'm pitifully broken.
with my scattered thoughts plastered on a page for you to read.

bluegray

The land is wet from years of rain - 

The sky is a dismal shade of bluegray, which matches perfectly the color of my mind.

This bluegray is haunting. It consumes all. It leaks into you, drains the life out of you. 

Its a depressing sort of color.

The shade in which you recount all the trying times in your life. Where you want to go back to, and let the sickness further drain your already sapped mind.

It's a melancholy little day.

A day where no one is alive, not even I.