I only feel suicidal in the morning.
But it’s every morning.
Because every morning I wake up and I know it’s not going to get any better.
I know that the love I lost is gone forever.
I know that nobody’s life is better because I am alive.
And I know that when I disappear nobody will come looking for me.
And I should make the big decision and close my eyes and go home.
But I am a ghost that can’t let go.
Because even though I am a failure
And everything that touches me hurts
I have a dream
That today will be different
That I will go outside and feel a spark of connection
That I will find another lonely soul
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