Cold, weary and old.
by Thaer on Mar.02, 2009, under Life
Its so hard and troublesome these days, i am growing older a year with every passing day.
I’m escaping back in memoris to when it was safe and felt worry-free, for some reason when i am so scared of life and its cold hands, i put on Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel music and drift endlessly in a safe haven.
I am sleeping less and less with each passing day, and when i manage to sleep i keep waking up… i have not slept in my bedroom for at least 2 months, i put a cover on me and sleep on my couch.
These past 6 months i have gotten ill like no other time in my life.
i wish i can go back to when i was young, back to 95, spending countless hours playing settlers on my Pentium 1 computer with the mighty 4MG of ram and 133Mhz processor. i never felt safe as that time in my life.
I am listening to “I am a rock” right now, and in reality i feel like a leaf getting tossed from end to end with no end in sight.
life is so fake and cruel, we have to put a fake face each morning and be tuff and fun and witty and workaholic, whilst deep inside you are weak, tired and want to cry.
“And life leaves you cold, weary and old
It’s hard just to breathe”
- Draconian