Sunday, 19 June 2011

Testing-1-2-testing

So where the hell do u go from here, how the hell do u run away from the fear, consuming every little thing in its way, you might not live to see another day, what the fuck am I on about, maybe I should just scream and shout, get out of this deep fucking hole, reflect move forward and maybe start going for your goal, no more of your stupid crying in the rain, how in the name of god can you get over this scarring pain, sometimes it just drives u insane but you're stupid enough to take the same road again....
How many more tears do I have to cry, how many close friens still have to die, when will you actually see the light or do u really like the whole fight? Every single second of day battling to survive, how much longer for just normality can you strive, closer to dead every step you take, screwing yourself with every choice u make. Beautifully falling on your face, to your family you're a big fucking disgrace, can't keep up with life's pace and just being yourself is what you chase...
So what is the right thing to do? When this hard you yourself screw. How do you just for once enjoy your day? When this monkey on your back doesn't go away. sometimes just wishing the freaking world is ending, then for once you can stop pretending, that everything is gonna be just dandy and fine and start realizing that the choice to be happy is mine.
To all this what can I say, sometimes you don't even want to see another day, constantly wishing yourself away and all this shit started out as a naughty game to play...
What the fuck do you base your truth on? Where did u get those morals from? Can you not see what you are doing? Can you not see its just yourself you are screwing? When? I ask you are you gonna change yor way, when are u gonna realise how deadly this game is that you play? Cut the baptist sermon my friend, then we can just start 2 pretend, that the truth doesn't bite, we no longer have to fight, although you've really lost sight of what is wrong and what is right...


' And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind'

Nirvana - smells like teen spirit


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