keep running.

its one of those sleepless nights, one of those nights where i'm just thinking about it all over again, all of it. & i can't seem to turn my thoughts off; they keep racing like that stupid hamster on the wheel, at least he thinks he'll get somewhere.. at least he has hope, mine is slowly fading.

or maybe it faded a long time ago.. i'm still pretending its here.

there are those days i feel like the walking dead, or i'm walking without a purpose, but i'm trying to find it.. i'm that little hamster running towards it, will i even ever get there.

dear you,

i fell in love.

dear Jesus,

i'm broken.

dear self,

i have no words.