daed sgniht

 

I'm so low I could do a 10 minute free-fall off the edge of a dime...

Never mind the amount of audacity I had to challenge gods free-will to protect, serve and cater to his faithful believers. The will to live is adjacent to my strength as fragility is too visible to conceal.

Bulletproof, the human body is designed to withstand all sorts of harm, it's designed to conquer and dominate. It heals itself so we could feel better, on the outside to you to everyone.

Unwind a few years back before all creative efforts was derided, there were these few good years I thought I had it good. That somehow neon bright lights, birds chirping, strangers smile was what I needed to get by. 

Things went for the twisted turns when you thought you had life figured out, as though I plunged into the ocean like I couldn't face another day, in this case another breath. Diving deeper seemed to be conclusively attractive. 

As far as one could go, I glared down at me wondered how I got this far how much I had conquered. Dying now proves much effort to stay alive for someone else. 

Who'd that be.

Autumn Leaves

I write this because I'm fully healed. 

You don't know it for sure, do you?

Sure I do, I'm fine.

Your looks might be, but you're a utter mess inside. Complete chaotic.

Bitter and insensitive comments are not welcome but thanks.

So is your false pretence and waves of denial, you're welcome. Now listen to me.

No.

You ought to, need to.

I don't want to.

Trust me.

Sickness & In Health

How do we survive in this cruel world we were born into?
All that we wanted was to clear our heads, screw ourselves from time to time just so we could start over. 

Depletion of love, agony ignites. How do one get over when the world kicked you to the dirt after you peaked so high. 

Anytime now, leap forward to soar, to the edge of entity.

White spaces filled my heart, enormous strength grasped on my limbs, it is as steady as the worthless courage I possessed. 

When you get too upset, nothing is too upset. 

 

Inexorable anxiety, quit.

Ruination Exchanged For A Rebirth

So troubled I needed to pray for someone else, through sufferings we all have predicaments of what is coming next. Dreams collapsed, the tallest tower tumbled the hardest the higher we built it. 

Why aren't you crying? Once in a while the world stares at each other souls to gain some perspectives, but why don't you sob, grief over the fact that people have lost faith as we have proceeded into the New World. Fluttered anxiety, may be about time to witness the greatest reality episode of our lives - manic devastation of our generation.

It's not so bad is it, ending.