i’ve lived in the dark corners of uncomfortable silences for way too long.

forever in my head.

restless nights that are never quite insomnia, but more of an undying exhaustion of the world, exposing itself in my bones.

i am tired.

tired of not being able to comfortably call anyplace home, especially when alone.

my head hurts.

i’m thirsty for a happiness that i can never quench, yet if i drink,

i’m afraid I may drown.