Nothingless

Nothing helps on a night like this.

Drinking doesn't help. You fade fast but nothing gets resolved.

You talk to your ex who is the only person in the world who understands you almost completely, but he calls your psychotic anyway.

Which i am but did he have to be so blunt?

And talking to anybody else doesn't help. They don't get me.

It's exhausting.

There's nothing to build on, nothing to hold on to. Left to stew in my own juice.

Just waiting for the tipsiness to pass so i can at least watch some tv to take my mind off the mundane.

I've got nothing clever to say.