Goodnight.

I died a little bit today.
I keep getting worse.
Things keep getting harder.
It was easy for a while...
Easier.
My life is full of hills.
You'd think after a big incline there would be a great decline,
but there isn't much of a rest after my climb.
Just another fucking hill.
I don't want to keep climbing.
Giving up always seems so easy,
but there are always other things.
I..
I want to sleep.
I haven't been able to sleep.
I don't know if I cry or smile more.
I'm just tired.
I'm going back to bed now.
Back to sleep.
Goodnight.