toxic sorrow

Sometimes you feel like you're drowning in this endless sea of bitter water where you can never touch the bottom and you can never ever hold on to anything but yourself.

afloat.

in the sea where no other person will ever be. only you.

It's hard to relate to someone who would never understand. who could never understand a feeling that will eternally be hard to put into words.

but then it gets you thinking. How can you ever encapsulate such toxic sorrow that you yourself couldn't even begin to understand?

Sometimes turning on the music and getting lost into the melody can bring a little bit of serenity to that unknown feeling; even losing yourself to conversations filled with endless nothings to take your mind off that feeling temporarily.

At the end of the day, there's no escape. There's no route that you can take to ride that highway everyone's taking.

At the end of the day, I'll constantly find myself enclosed within these four white walls that breeds misery for my company.

there will always be a brief illusion of euphoria before the truth of reality slams down on you. there will always be a cure to an illness but there will never be a complete remedy.