Diary. Haunt me. 17

Chocolate flakes with cold milk. My fingers ache and so do my wrists. I abused my piano today as I haven't in a long time. Cold feet. Cold hands. As always. Hair tied back, legs under me. Tired. Paint brushes. I want to paint but time is not enough.

"There are some things you can't control". But, still, I want to. I really really really want to control this one. It's so frustrating being human.

Loud music behind me.A Coldplay concert. My neck sores.

"I've been there once and I know the feeling". Well, I know I have been there many times. I should have known better. I feel like a fool. I am one.

And the music goes on and on. Beautiful music.

Still haunted...

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