Sleep

I want to go to sleep but I’m afraid to lay down. I know the nightmares will come. I have a living nightmare thinking about the nightmares in my sleep. I’m so frustrated. I want to give up. I want to stop trying. Why is life so hard? Why am I so fucked up? The short straw was definitely drawn by me. 

At least the weekend should be better. I have $250 that’s been burning in my wallet. It will get used this weekend. I’m done being the good daughter and church friend. Everyone will now have to deal with me. If they don’t like me, well, fuck ’em. 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s