Life’s Little Misdirections 🥀🦋

to fill the emptiness, we fill it with something, anything until we run out and there is nothing left but the idle workings of a mind seeking sanctuary.

Addendum: This is my punishment. This is my burden. For trying too hard, for never giving up and realizing I flow away from all into a sea of discontent that really is just a watery grave of remorse for what could have been, not diverted before true sorrow and ultimate emptiness collide. Someone, just drain me. I haven't the strength to reach for the plug.

And if I could just comment on that: So dramatic, right? I mean, that's what they would say. Everyone always looking for flaws in something like a Holmes. Yeah, they got me. I'm some big mystery, a plight on other's lives. There it is again. I see it now. Yeah, dramatic.