It’s weird how in times of absolute
distortion one finds clarity, in the midst of scarcity your find abundance of
thought, where you feel you need something the most only to realize it will
give you temporary relief when in reality the suffering bring you one step
closer to the final destination.
At times you lay helpless in bed, waiting,
praying for it to end only to realize you will have to live through the same
thing again soon. I don’t know that many people but to the few, I’m
considered to be a bigot, and I truly do not disagree. In moments of weakness I
get a little reckless but who has ever heard of a careful bigot? I hate all
kinds of people from all walks of life, and trust me the reason isn’t always a
good one. For my regular readers (those who don’t exist) I’ve ventured into
this line once before not without danger. The best thing to end a shitty day is
more tension and stress than you can handle, so I’m not perfect sue m, everyone
has an agenda there is always a plan. I’ve hardly ever regretted anything in my
life, but today I do. Am I suppose to venture into a new life without mending
the bridges that bought me to this point?
Life as I know crumbles on front of my eyes
daily, and I’m expected to pick myself up and act as if nothing is happened, I
carry the burden for the world on my shoulders, i’m still human
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