cravings for the blue

My dreams no longer keep me warm at night; and they haven’t for months now as faith slithers perilously from an impressionably yielding mind.

I am no longer able (or is it that I am unwilling) to clench onto hope.

I have no future. And in reality, I have nothing to actually look forward to.

Christmas approaches at the speed of light, relentless, bitter and mocking. I dread him and his acquaintance New Years Eve.

Heartwarming for most but torturous for the lonely.

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