one more hour of a video game.
one more hour of a television series.
one more hour of reading a novel.
one more hour of writing a meaningless poem.
the world is a very terrible place.
and i procrastinate for weโre all just passing time.
my inability to face reality is killing me.ย
and i procrastinate for weโre all just passing time.
another drag from my cigarette.
another anti-anxiety pill to numb me from my misery.
another song. another daydream.
but after the temporary my dark thoughts destroy me.
i simply just want to get away from myself.ย
but it all ends when i finally stop running away from myself.
i am more than just my temporary distractions.
i am more than just a daydreamer sleeping inside a rabbit hole.