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My Life in Slow Motion
Sometimes I feel like my life purposely goes by slowly. Every minute stretches into an hour and it tortures me until night comes and I fall into darkness. My sleep is either dreamless or full of nightmares. My days are spent laying on the floor with my knees to my chest thinking of all the things that are wrong with my life. My friends are gone and I feel if I didn't talk to them daily, my life would suck more than it does now, if that was possible. The only time I even slightly enjoy my so-called life is when reality begins to escape me and my dream, my desired fantasy, of my perfect world takes it's place. My mind, though, slowly drifts to other things and my peacefull day dreaming is interupted. The one moment of the dreadful existence I enjoy slips away and I open my eyes, even though I had no idea I had closed them in the first place. Life has a way of making the good moments end too quickly and the painful ones last. But, the painful ones fill my life. So this is truly My Life in Slow Motion.
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