there's just so much to do,
so little time. yes it feels just like - drowning
under the weight of dark water, little icky
tentacles pulling you deeper and deeper down.
i try to screen out everything from tonight and the evening,
perhaps the past week as well.
but nothing except a deadweight hangs right over
my head - there's only a mental barrier holding everything back
and i'm, for the first time, truly scared to let it fall down.
cos what will happen next, from there?
not planning on snapping apart;
i refuse to let myself break like in april - again.
and so only one thought crosses this turgid-cell brain of mine:
maybe we should spend some time apart for both of our sakes
i miss doing QT and outreach like the old, better days D:
