Why do I still care so much? Why is it so hard to do what I'm supposed to be doing here? Why does making things right have to cost so much? I'm tired of this being a battle. I'm tired of not knowing why this is happening. I'm just plain tired.

Day 6/23
There is no sunshine here
Only me
I have run away again
Away from everything and everyone
There is no comfort in knowing
It will be okay someday
I can't turn the pages fast enough
I'm tired of rising action
The world looks so simple
Water, earth, air
But my life has been broken down
To atoms, quarks, electromagnetic pulses
The chaos is overwhelming
Entropy reigns supreme
There must be formation in this vicious dance
Harmony in the motion of countless entities
Where is the synopsis, the abridged version,
The cheat sheet
Where is the ground that my falling heart
Can finally crash down on