Falling apart

Everything is.  It just is.  Can’t stop it.  Wanna.  Don’t know how.  Thinking.  Praying.  Thinking.

It should really be easier than this.  Less complicated.  Less stressful.  Less emotional.  Still thinking.

Maybe tomorrow will be better.  Maybe.  Maybe not.  Going away.  That may help a bit.  Time alone.  Haven’t had that much and I usually need it.  Kind of a loner.  Yea, that’s me.

Really wanna be creative too.  No time.  Too busy.  With what?  I don’t even know.  Crazy.  Still Thinking.  Still praying.

Thoughts?

I don’t wanna fall apart. Just let me fall and then get back up.

Please?

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