un.pleasant.

without a sense of festive

as i sat down here

loneliness creep within me

i cant breathe

i want to withdraw from this alternative 

sometimes 

it just feels good to be cliche

this feeling of escape 

is searching for this route 

to go back or to go forward

i want to stop stopping

it's unpleasant, unrewarding, unsatisfying

oh can i quit now to end this negative compassion

it's time to be realistic and get my ass back to cruelty of credit crunch political conflicts social inequality

perhaps then i would be better

or perhaps i think too much

for better or for worse

i just need a route to wholeness