Routine…

ROUTINE Things become routine once you start to accept your surroundings Everyday activities seem to have no meaning to them You only hang around others to rid the pain of feeling alone It only works for a moment Sadly enough the routine of all this makes it even worse on yourself Now you’re trying to…

5:23 AM

I cannot sleep  I can only think about deep thoughts and sad memories I hate being alone Unfortunately my body is so accustomed to being so It shouldn’t be normal for me to have to go through so much 5:27 AM I think i’ll try to get some sleep now Once again falling asleep to…

Facing A Fake Reality

At times the only thing keeping us from shutting of that dim light which we call our lives is us trying to find a reason not to. Figuring out if we want to be selfish and or living with the pains of which we already suffer. This is the true question. Your own happiness or…

Perfect Poetry…

Originally posted on Quest Chronicles:
I am a Box Here I am in a Box No Not in a den for a Fox To Small for an Ox ? I sit There Waiting for Anything to Happen No Spark to Flare This is Where I Have Been ? Then I was Out Like a Plant…

Originally posted on Wild River Jumper:
No rules Only structure No expectation Only precedence No destination Only choices No answers Only understanding ? – Torres del Paine, Patagonia, Chile

Depression

Some people have no where to go  Looking from left to right Up and down Tying to find an objective to accomplish But why? If all they know is how to listen What makes them so special? How can they work or operate? Confusion is a curse given to those who aren’t weak What a…

My Unique Love Letter

My Unique Love Letter Dear Susannah, On this beautiful Valentines Day I’m currently deciding on what to cook. I’d usually be hanging out with my friends but not anymore. You see for the past two years one month and twenty seven days I’ve been “working”. Well, at least that’s what I tell everyone. “Working”, is…

This is not a “Christmas post”

No I’m not going to write sappy Christmas post; because those are cliché. I get a strange feeling walking around seeing the faces that are usually coated with gloom and hatred, replaced by cheer and liveliness. It’s as if there is something in the air, an instead of it bringing sickness  it decides to bring…

DISTRESS

Only a few words can describe this feeling. But I’ve fought hard not to think about them. I wear this mask to hide my actual appearance. So you only see the “happiness” that is not.

DIFFERENCE

You see, whether you like it or not. I’m going to do whatever I want. I’m going to walk, talk, speak and act however I want. I’m going to purposely not do what I’m told to do. Only because it defines me as an individual. You may think of me as a nuisance. But that’s only…