Days are bad and nights are worst, ok so let this be a thing that I started but not completed. There is no rhyme in this one it seems to have gone somewhere far away the music and the play.
Ok life’s on track the way it should be I guess, things are happening though there is a bit of misery. Here I rot in this place called XXXXX well this is not my home and it will never be. So I wonder in the middle of strangers, what’s really the difference haven’t I always walked amongst them.
But the trouble is here I meet people, people who pose a threat to me and I to them, but then hasn’t it been the same forever. Well nothing has changed its just that the will to fight is gone. But it’s because of you that I carry on. I will win this battle that’s sure but to tell you the truth I don’t care anymore. Battles are empty and so are the bottles, I guess nothing has changed has it really.
I live in a world which is not mine, will I be me when its over and done, I wonder.
Ok so a bit of random thoughts, life has shaped me ort have I shaped her, was it my imagination or was it true, if it were true then whys the bubble burst. Well I guess the worlds an illusion, but I always thought I was the master of it all, I guess not anymore or is it. I pushed at the right time but I push wrong.
Illusions , delusions and imagination all created a spell that has burst antd the harsh ugly face of reality shows its face.
That’s it. This is over ill right some other time n some other frame of mind, when thoughts will sore and so will I. Ill be HIGH. HaHaHaHaHah………..
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