i can honestly say i fear the future, i am careless and alone, traveling miles in the snow without feet, i found myself in the orange groves with 2 good friends and one bad mind. fixing my mind is not an option anymore. i know why i have to take these things away. im not going for the gold but just want to race, i know your going to win but send me a postcard, im feeling a bit down this morning but i guess its from all the things ive been puttin into my body. i cant count the times ive told you sorry, because my memory of things has vanished as i have grown older as days pass by me. i will take these things out of my life if they cause me to lose what little i have, and if i cant find it in myself(human flesh and all)then i will take what little i have from myself. burnt down by sparks of fire youve given me. show me the answers to the anxiety broughten though my mistakes. incite the incomplete letters and words that have fallin from your mouth as liquid from a hose. demented are my worste fears, that today will be my last, on account of only my own two mind controlled hands. take these last handful and close your eyes and let your body be taken, atlast i have reached the nirvana of space and a nonexistent "time" im here now. and im ready for the next step in existing, ive chosen to express how my insides work. hendges old and rusted and springs out of placed. coils no longer reaching my forgetful ways to feel, potent people caught on fast when the wind met my face, while the chemicals kick in and i lay face down on a bed. so much for a content mind. clutching creaturlike to your chosen shirt of the day. eyes start to redden and bulge out of a face that means more to me now then the fact i am alive. confused text grows stail few words shared between days of just thinking, how i cant change where we are
