I'm distancing myself
again.
I'm climbing into
my hole.

(the hole of death,
the hole of darkness)

I'm so over talking.
I'm over pretending
like I'm happy
and fine.

So instead of
lying,
I'm distancing
myself.

No more talking,
no more chatting,
no more anything
but silence.

I'm depressed
as fuck.
And I cry
all the time.

So I'm crawling into
the hole (of darkness and death)
and staying there
until I die.

I'm happy.
Happy I'm depressed.
I'm becoming the person
I'm supposed to be.