I'm lost in an infinite spiral of thought and stuck in a vessel full of hate and anger, why cant i just find what i am looking for, but it is very difficult to find something that does not exist, is it love or acceptance, i can never tell what is what in this world anymore, i feel much more comfortable in my dreams,(sometimes). The very little sleep i do get is not much at all cause never know when i am asleep. some times i cant tell if i am awake anymore, i think i might be going insane.
sometimes, i wonder if death would be as bad as they said it is,