Coven Of My Darkest Secrets

Are you not the ONE? Vaguely in my DREAMS FRAY away not from me In your PRESENCE, my REFUGE, I seek my SOLACE My ESCAPISM from this futile, jaded BEING Of endless SORROW and fested with FALLACIES Encased in a SNOWGLOBE Imbued with LONGING Upon the RETURN Of your second COMING

LOUSY

C'est Tout from Moi @ 6:02 PM
I just feel lousy about myself recently...and I procastinate too much to do anything about it. Lack the motivation. Or is it just the MONDAY BLUES that make it worse? I don't know, I can't think properly and I think I am losing sanity and sprouting nonsense. ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....