macabaret

every day i grow a little more tired of the hopeless feeling i have inside. and i just want to be able to lay down in my bed, lay my cheek against my soft sheets, go to sleep and never wake up. how often i long for that, so i wont have to help anyone with their problems anymore, so i woudln't have to endure the loneliness anymore, the nagging feeling of why's and if's and if i only could's.
my dreams are so far away, they're unreachable.