The Amount Of Time Wasted On Life.

Every night, I curl up in my bed and pretend I have someone.

And I get so tired the days roll together in unison.

The times that i lose track of time for weeks on end, are the days I wish for now,

Where even your one lonely fish can entertain you for hours on end, until it dies.

And the day i gave up hope, was indeed yesterday.

And now sleep shall finally overcome me, as I drop one after another pill into my mouth, and drink it down with vodka, vodka and more vodka.

The world will stop spinning.