Field of Ferns

Impressionable
I think that's who I am.
Just who I am.
This was meant to be a burst of inspiration.
I want to get lost in a beautiful, beautiful place.
Smile while looking up at the baby blue.
I'd be finally free

We could finally breathe.....
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Exhale.

Full of shapeless emotion!
I think I've managed again.

But for how long ?

I'm tired.

The familiar sensation of such extreme tired-ness is coming back.
I've realized that when you start feeling nothing,
you kind of just forget everything.
Either that, or you don't remember anything.
Chunks of your life just pass by and you can't remember how you spent them.
Not really anyway.
I think that I'd rather feel sad than nothing.
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness.
But I did wish I wouldn't feel so helplessly tired all the time.

I feel like shit.