Blech! Been way to long since I posted anything here. I guess that computer game may have been a bad idea.

Listening to the Beatles Eleanor Rigby leaves me with a bleak outlook on life. Thinking about my future does that.

I wish I had something to believe in. Would like to be productive for once.
I need to find some more things that interest me. I think the problem was that I may have had a few bad experiences trying to find things that interest me when I was younger.
Now, I just let my youth slowly rot away.

Hanging on just barely
By a very thick thread
I dangle over the precipice
of the permanent sleep.

No one around
but the only one I'm holding onto
Gripping each other tightly
she's always been there

All else I see around me
is
simply
void

Where does that leave you?