rest is irrealant. when time is always passed by constantly winding,binding, and twineing thoughts. your mind conflicts itself unlessly. like running in a maze. it never ends just seems to find more paths. when can i get out of here when can i finally find what ive been looking for. when will it find me. constant nights laying there thinking, re analyzing, fogetting, remembering, twisting, adding variables, removeing them, what powers do you have? can you do this? will this be able to be pulled off? will i mess up? can i go a diffrent way? how much time do i have left? how much longer till i go insane? what should i do? can i talk? can i act? can i scream? can i shoult? can i yell? can i feel pain? what can i gain? how do i not put these acts in vain? am i running in pointless circles? people know everything. social media feeds the people with information false or true. everything streamed into our heads at Megabytes a second. so much information how much can we really contain till we figure out everything anf the realitly of it all befroe we become so different to where we are the ones bound in a stright jacked being called a maniac. juddering, determining, averaging, guessing, knowing everything nothing is void there is always an awnsear. everybody knows but nobody talks to the ones really needing the help. everyone has friends everyone has an enemy. the will and power is not only judged on our endurance but our abilitly to be able to twist the minds of the week. make what we want. you take something innocent and crush it to your whim because were all selfish beings. humans always say they do something because it may help others. your a liar! you do everything to help your own causes to be influenced.. to be controlled. we are so easily controlled. who can we tell they are who they speak to be. can i look at you; stare you into the eyes and not ask "is it you is it really you!?" cannot i just hear from thy again lonelyness is the depravation of us.. we are exposed to society and shown where its allright to be evil. we are shown people who dont care for anything but themselves. to be you? can i see you? can i finally feel the warm palm of your haind again? how much longer do i have to sit here and have to deal with the silence and constant thoughts throbing the mind. my cheast is in knots my heart is faster then a marching drum. my eyes go blind my whole body is wrenced in pain! all i can do is stare blankly hopeing for help but you never came. i just sat there and couldent do anythign but lay in agony not even able to scream your name. a dagger through the chest could not even match the pain. the pain more then physically imagineable everything is.. its getting dark.. i cant see you anymore. as i swing my arms madly to find you in the dark because without you there im lost in my own darkness. my self destruction! everything is evil in the dark side of me! i become a creature without all feeling why cant i feel you anymore.. please dont let go! i cant go that world is far being me i dont want to go back to the dark side of my heart! please. anything. Rose...
Posted on: Sat, 20 Jul 2013 08:42:27 +0000
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