I think the bottle has become uncorked.
I think I could have stopped it,
but I know it wouldn't have worked.
This slew of madness is about to unfold.
I wonder if I can die young
before I grow old.
The darkness compounds frustration.
The hate on which I feed
will breed creation.

A new personality.
A new vibe.
A new rationality.
A new tribe.

I will emerge from this cocoon
better and more beautiful than I once was.
Fly away,
fly away from here.

i see the worst in the best
and i cancel out every idea of perfection to focus on the negative prefixes of things i cant change
ill sit here and watch and let it happen because i do nothing to make myself seem useless
watching everything happen to make myself seem like i had no choice
so i don't blame myself
so i can't say its my fault
i don't want the guilt
id rather be guilty for someones elses pain than the suffer the consequences of my own  
id literally sit back and watch you be killed than to sit back and watch myself destroy myself
i'm the monster and the victim at the same time
i'm the angel and the devil
choice of being the bad guy but having the intentions of a good guy with thoughts of demons interrupting the outer parts of my mind to make me change my mind
to make me see things by myself
to make me realizing i'm ruining myself
rather ruin myself than ruin you
you're the only thing i have left
the only sense of a conscious left in my soulless body i strive to find a bit
a piece
a crumb
of soul left
something to inspire me and tell me that my own self worth is more than my self pity

I'm an addict
Hours turns to days
Days turns to month
Need to get away
Need to escape from this
Face with book of reality;
      
Write Status
Write on Wall
What's everyone upto
What's on your mind
Post a picture
Hit like
Write a comment
Add a friend
Ignore and confirm
Poke them, Poke back
Create a group, a page, a event;

Time passed by
time wasting
All time spent of facebook

Single Chat,Group chat
Truth or Dare
left conversation, i'm sorry
added to conversation
never played the game together;

Avoiding Social Network
keeping what's private; private
realizing importance of me          
I'm an addict of Facebook

I'm here
two weeks without FB
and i'm still breathing;

The doors open.

Engines roar and wind howls
The smell of exhaust fills the space
Here stand, weighted down, with clenched bowels
The line moves forward at a dizzying pace
I make eye contact with JM and hand him my line
I pivot and jump and for a moment I'm flying
All I see is blue sky, my feet feet point at the horizon

One thousand, two thousand, three thous.....ahhh!

The chute opens with a thundering snap
Check the risers, check the canopy, watch the plane fly away
Look down at the world, spread out below like a map
Taste the air, feel the wind, get control of my sway
Undo the ties holding the weapon case on my side
Give a whoop!  
No, be quiet  
Professional pride

Look at how the sun reflects off the stream below me in the woods and turns it into a molten golden serpent.

Right now, if someone saw my eyes tear up I'd blame it on the wind
Oh, how long until I can do this again?