Late night Melancholy,

Maybe eating so much today wasn't such a great idea after all, or maybe. Just maybe unconsciously, I was eating because I felt sad.

It feels like a twisted tangled ball of yarn, coiling and knotting inside my stomach. A grey fog clouding my heart.

I wish I didn't feel so bad, however you hurt me so.

It's all sunshine after a rain, in a bad kind of way. The sourness of after rain, the annoying brightness in a hole.