The only exit seems to be but a blur...
As i reside wherever i can be, i think to myself while frowning my eye brows and twitching my neck. Hours after hours passed yet i can't seem to choose, less to say accept the right path which, to my imagination, is covered with shattered glasses everywhere.
I never felt so tired within before....ever. Everything is messed up inside and my body seems to be taking it's own sweet time to mend things back in place. Probably this was the price, the consequences i had to submit to. As i went through everything from the start i already knew that at one point this day would come.
Preparations were of course made but when reality finally hit, to my surprise i was caught off guard. The irony of it all was that i could picture everything that i could feel if this day finally comes yet i was still never ready at all although i thought i was prepared for it.
Closing my eyes while endless thoughts rush to my head. It just keeps coming automatically and it pisses the hell out of me that i can't do anything to stop it from gushing. So i stretch hoping it would all disappear or at least subside from my head.
Even with strength i felt weaken and fell endlessly. Even with intelligence i didn't think straight. Even with experiences i repeated my mistakes. Even with happiness i cried. Even with courage i couldn't change the things i couldn't accept. Even with serenity i can't accept the things i couldn't change.... This is life at it's fullest.
I never felt so tired within before....ever. Everything is messed up inside and my body seems to be taking it's own sweet time to mend things back in place. Probably this was the price, the consequences i had to submit to. As i went through everything from the start i already knew that at one point this day would come.
Preparations were of course made but when reality finally hit, to my surprise i was caught off guard. The irony of it all was that i could picture everything that i could feel if this day finally comes yet i was still never ready at all although i thought i was prepared for it.
Closing my eyes while endless thoughts rush to my head. It just keeps coming automatically and it pisses the hell out of me that i can't do anything to stop it from gushing. So i stretch hoping it would all disappear or at least subside from my head.
Even with strength i felt weaken and fell endlessly. Even with intelligence i didn't think straight. Even with experiences i repeated my mistakes. Even with happiness i cried. Even with courage i couldn't change the things i couldn't accept. Even with serenity i can't accept the things i couldn't change.... This is life at it's fullest.
