.XI

i have spent so many nights and sleepless days wanting to meet my maker.. with fingers crossed and the lights off. i find myself so many days trying to find myself behind all the shit you have set out in front of me. i don't recognize my own face. i'm sinking my own shit. i hope i'm ready to go down. these pictures feel so much like mirrors i would love to break. i've spent so many days trying to find somewhere to go, but nope. it is not yet my time. i want to run and hide because this night wont end and all i want is to sleep. when i sleep i cant be scared and i know that i cant be seen. i was created and i can be destroyed.. i just hope this time will come soon.