Man On The Moon

For a while I've been feeling empty. Places and people that usually make me so happy have been doing nothing for me. I've been wanting to venture off into new plains btu I soon realized that I'll just bore of that as fast as the others. I wanted life to end, not that I was really depressed and couldn't take it, but because there was nothing else to do. Everything was done.

But I learned that there's always more to life when you wait a little bit. Something will come up that will throw something exciting your way. Old acquaintances and friends may surprise you in ways you wouldn't expect them too. Even when you feel you've reached a plateau, soon enough something else will come along to give your life meaning again. Even old hobbies seem to have been given a second wind.
I love the things that keep me busy and I love the people who keep me happy. I still feel a bit of emptiness inside, but i can feel it slowly filling itself back up again.
Things are gonna be alright.

I feel like a man on the moon. I've accomplished everything but have no one and nothing to share it with. I'm just there alone...but at least I know there's someone waiting for me when I get back.

I can't wait till I can turn the respirator off and breathe on my own again.