Looking for the path that doesn't exsit. Lost in thought, disgraceful and amused. Not wanting to hide, you vanish with the shadow praying for the pain to subside. Abstract reality flaunts visions of simplicity. You made a mistake, searching for the door and stepped down from fantisy. Was it a dream or are we really fighting humantiy. There are many sides, to us all. But elaboration is often boring. I hear what you didn't say and I see the vibrant vibes that you control. This must be the part where i tell you everything I know, but don't dismiss the important detail that I haven't even got it all figured out just yet. You fight for your statement but somehow your actions are lost. In a quest for knowledge or merely distracted.Yea, I'ts easy to live with eyes closed, but often you're just being ignorant to the matter. Who knows where this road goes, where the stars stop shinning and when you lose your fight of intolerance. You amuse me when you make assumptions, and your portrayal of me is probably shit...
Why not pray for the pain to give you it's all? After all, it's still GIVING and often more productive spiritually than whatever the opposite of it is in life... if you can even say there IS an opposite. Anyway, it seems like you got a little impatient towards the end but overall it was a nice piece, I enjoyed it...
I don't get what you mean. But yes I was very bored near the end, i was just writing and I always forget what i'm writing about and it always ends up like to different things.
