Are you happy, Mr. Superman?

Crush, Mix, Burn, Repeat.

I always kill the things I love.

For the past few weeks I have been happy. I mean, really happy for the first time in a long time.
I have been working hard toward my goals and having very little trouble aside from the odd mishap or minor worry. But today, my mind has sunk back into the gutter that it loves to call home.

Why must I always ruin anything that makes me happy?

I am like a child building sandcastles, just to knock them down. I seem locked in a dreadful cycle.
Crush, mix, burn, repeat.
Perhaps it is merely a pre-emptive strike on my part. If I am the one to strangle all that I love, I will never have to fear it slipping from my grasp and escaping me.  

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