I need some fucking sleep.

I want some fucking lorazepam.

I don’t want to feel this way anymore.

I want to not care.

To not feel anything.

I want to skip to where I’m happy
and with someone who wants to be with me.

Where I’m no longer mourning a future I could have had because I have a new one in sight.

I want to be happy.

But I’d settle for numb.