2:42am
Oh dear I find myself here which once was the start is now a sickening rear. Just to sit around and moap in what’s fear?
Transitional begininngs that never make sense, or the motion of moving just to take steps to next. So when it gets cold, there’s no blowing O’s with your breath. No giving up now there’s more than something left. The heart still beats inside the chest, the mind yes poisoined from a code word x, multiple meanings but both imply sex. And the mind shuts up to nothing but a text. Pondering a night called reality check and cut a rope a round my neck, cause you are no longer a threat, nor nobodys pet, but comeback to youself, now its time to go and get,
Come back to your self you’ve been calling out for help. Though the worst has been dealt, the minds not made to melt.
Pick your self up cause you know you can. Don’t hold your self back, pathetic god damn, you know you have it in you and you understand, And you no it as well as the back of your hand. Stop looking so hard cause the answer does land, smoothe as ocean water and sand.
