This is me. This is how I feel about my life. This is how I feel I am...ofcourse, I am currently intoxicated on such a lovely level that if you don't like, understand, or care about what I currently have to say...well...fuck it.
I will openly admit that at many times I do not appear "intact" with myself in the eyes and ears of others. I know I harbour many demons. At times I would say I am Legion. At times those that really know me would agree. My ever changing face. Anyway...
It is an odd, painful, yet humorous life to live. A life where all you see, hear, feel, and speak is just ... black. A life that you feel has absolutely no definition. No meaning. A void. But despite this aspect of your life, you struggle to bring definition to it. You struggle to fill this hole. This void. This part of you that you simply do not understand. You look everywhere for an answer. You lift every rock. Every single stone around you you turn, but it is never the right one. You missed it. You missed it, because it was in front of you the whole time. But even as you realize that it was staring at you dead in the eyes, you still just do not get it. You are blind. Blind. Blind. Blind. Because all your life ever was, and all that your life is...is just black. The people around you that care about you will tell you many things that would try to bring light to you. Things that might lift your soul so far to the Heavens that you would be free of this burden you carry. But, unfortunate you, your ears are stuffed with devil tongues and that light distorts to shadows. So you shake and tremble at all that passes your ear. Never knowing what is true. So paranoid that you feel they are mocking you, eventhough they are just trying to help. Yeah, one might associate you with Atlas, but atleast he was a titan...and I am a mere whelp.
I will openly admit that at many times I do not appear "intact" with myself in the eyes and ears of others. I know I harbour many demons. At times I would say I am Legion. At times those that really know me would agree. My ever changing face. Anyway...
It is an odd, painful, yet humorous life to live. A life where all you see, hear, feel, and speak is just ... black. A life that you feel has absolutely no definition. No meaning. A void. But despite this aspect of your life, you struggle to bring definition to it. You struggle to fill this hole. This void. This part of you that you simply do not understand. You look everywhere for an answer. You lift every rock. Every single stone around you you turn, but it is never the right one. You missed it. You missed it, because it was in front of you the whole time. But even as you realize that it was staring at you dead in the eyes, you still just do not get it. You are blind. Blind. Blind. Blind. Because all your life ever was, and all that your life is...is just black. The people around you that care about you will tell you many things that would try to bring light to you. Things that might lift your soul so far to the Heavens that you would be free of this burden you carry. But, unfortunate you, your ears are stuffed with devil tongues and that light distorts to shadows. So you shake and tremble at all that passes your ear. Never knowing what is true. So paranoid that you feel they are mocking you, eventhough they are just trying to help. Yeah, one might associate you with Atlas, but atleast he was a titan...and I am a mere whelp.