enter the night

i made a choice….i died in order to do, what it is today that i do, what i endure…

watching as my emotions get carried away with the wind as it blows, soft and slow, BUT, this time i do not squeeze tighter, my grip, no. i peacefully open my hand and just let go…

today, i need to be carried though, as i cannot carry the weight and i’ma get by with some sad songs and serenades…

here i go again! writing down all my feelings on this paper with this fucking pen…

did you even hear what i said?!?!?!?!

testing, testing! 1, 2, 3!

I need more volume on my mic!

i ate yesterday, and i actually slept last night, but, i didn’t wake up feeling rested and i feel sick to my stomach, i ain’t alright…

i long for the day, it doesn’t feel like i’m drowning, like someone threw me in a well~i’m tired of feeling”unwell”…

my thoughts drift along~riding a memory of an incident that hasn’t even occurred yet. hung-up on a dream that i have yet to see, yearning to be the me i have yet to be…

wishing, for an end to the lies as i enter the night, looking through the Warrior Bars to My Soul…

Stay up; Stay human too though…

#builtnotbought #inthegrip #whiteknuckles

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