labyrinth of misery

 

You spend your whole life stuck in a fucking labyrinth,

thinking how you’ll escape one day.

How incredibly awesome it will be

to have a normal happy life.

Imagining that future over and over is what keeps you going, but you never fucking do it.

You keep going back.

You like the torture.

You just use the future to escape the present.

To escape how incredibly, yet comfortably miserable you are in life.

You are pathetic. 

But it fits you well love.

It's perfect for you.

In fact, its where you need to be.

Because misery loves company. 

And that's all either of you two have to give to anyone.
A labyrinth of fucking misery.