then i'd get bored, and tired. i don't really know why i do it, time and time again. i'd say i've stopped and something would happen. and the veil would cover my eyes again.

drenched and cold, i'd start having sleepless nights. i know this, because i am awake all the time. but i don't know this, because i don't seem to do anything to stop it. i wish i would be stronger, or that i would try harder. it's fucked up in every sense of the word.

for 6 years, in and out. never really grounded, never really flying. just sort of floating around like a bloody ghost, aimless in every direction. i hate it.

i wish to destroy everything i have dreamt of.

i wish to destroy something beautiful.