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| RUMBLE ,GURGLE ROAR |
I 'm not writng this to be heard,felt or read,to be understood,grasped ,i don"t even get myself.no this is not going to have perfect puctuation or spelling,because it is the random bullshit,flowing fourth from my frustrated mind.why is it that i do this over and over,make the same mistakes,i dont even know how to not second guess myself,and i dont trust my feelings,i fumble randomly through life,stumbling upon,crasing into,falling under,madness.i dont complete,i dont reason,i escape i ,releave,i accidentaly live.i am trajedy,here me wimper,under pressure of being what is normal,is so hard for me.why cant i put to thoughts together to mach my steps,too go forward,not in circles,leading backward.my whole entire life has been a complete faliure.i have failed myself.i cant believe ,yes,yes ,i can i talk myself into these messes,these traps,these corners,i paint myself into.and then when it all dries,i realize,i could of,should of,am i ever going to fully be able to be fuctioning,person,being,more than just existing.builed things up so much bigger than they are,make the fall feel so much more painful.live in a normal,world,with normal logic,and thought proccess,and be able to take the paths given to me,and let there gardens flourish .so sick of tredding on dead soil.i am my own worst enemy,no one,could ever even plan destruction this emmense.SELF FULLFILLING PROPHECY THATS ME BOO HOO HUM DRUM
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Posted by necronomincon on 2009-01-16 19:34:00 | Rating: | Views: 92
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