I don’t care

It's 7 in the morning. 

My family will be up soon...

I have yet to go to bed.

I don't know what I'll say

Or do.

I don't care.

My soul feels like a black hole.

My mind feels numb.

I swear I can hear my blood flowing.

I can taste bad decisions on my tongue.

I don't care.

I think I might have spoken to the devil last night.

He told me I'll fit right in down there.

So maybe I should prepare.

But whether that true or not.

I just don't care.

I don't think I can care.

I don't think I'll even try to care.

Because caring hurts and I already feel too much pain.

And pain is just another thing I can't control.

And I can control so very little of my life.

And my life is an absolute mess.

And messy things are always trouble.

And trouble....

Well I'm already in enough trouble.

But that's okay...

Because.... I, don't care.