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While I wish for some miracle somebody to embrace my lonely soul on this empty summer evening, haunted by thoughts of solitude, I am content in this misery. The music swells to fill whatever that lacks and I am able to stride through the pain in my chest, ascending to some higher plane, if it were an actually a plane, it certainly wouldn't be first class- but I'm still flying right? It doesn't matter if the circumstances are to hold me to discontent, if I can still carry myself to the horizon of a new dawn I have achieved. The only way to see if tomorrow is better is to be there.
-SentientΒ
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HazyLantern
God, this hits so personally. On the worst of days, all I can tell myself is to just make it to the next day. Today I should be focused on music or games or whatever would distract me in the moment. I can try something productive tomorrow if I'm feeling any better