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Time Wasted on a Forgotten Soul
I woke up and thought 'Why get up?' so I lay there, thinking. What if I never get up? Will other people care? What effect do I really have on the world? Will I be missed? Sometimes I'll just lay there and see If anyone will come and ask if I'm alright, but they usually don't. My friends are gone and my conversation with them is hindered due to certain restrictions I have. Today I just curled up on my floor thinking about things I wish I could change but can't, not an uncommon thing for me. But, I found my thoughts digressing toward the topic of my friends yet again. Without them, I feel like I could just lay there until the darkness and guilt of all the things I didn't do for them would swallow me and consume me. If I was lucky, I would slowly fall to insanity and it and the darkness would crush my mind. I would slowly forget everything and my death would approach while my insane dreams of impossible things would delude me. I would die slowly, but not painfully. It's the death just about anyone would prefer, but knowing my luck, it won't happen to me. I started to think about my friends again. I had so many questions. Were they really my friends? Would they miss me? Were they just pretending? Do I really mean anything to them? I was probably just another person to have around. I'm afraid when I go, they'll forget me. They'll leave me behind, along with the meaningless hours we spent together, Time Wasted on a Forgotten Soul.
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