I sink more everyday. And I rush to the surface to grasp at any instance of light. I hope the universe eases your soul tonight.

I can hold the pain. I can take your burden and make it my own. I can help carry the load. I’ll offload mines somewhere along the way. Or just let it drag behind and weigh me down until i find someone willing to do the same for me.

Beat me up.

Use me.

Abuse my soul.

My spirit ruptures from all it seems God expects me to hold. But for him I’ll stand string through it. It’s about time someone pours this same amount of effort and love into you Dewirt.

Anyone?

Anywhere?

My glass is running emptier than full these days. But for now at least i Still have something in the glass. Shit evaporates fast in this summer heat though.

I hope the devil and depression decide to leave me alone.

I give praise to the Most High. I give praise to the good times I’ve been spending with her. I release this night’s negative emotions. They can attack me tomorrow morning when my spirits rested and the day is new.

Please let me sleep tonight. Please?

Stay true to you. I can’t promise I’ll do the same tonight though.