Searching for peace Amsterdam in 1998 Not all of 'i' returned in 99 But i was confusing Happiness with contentment Still searched, relentless Even after the implosions Decided to give myself To the highest feelings (when I still had feelings) To join it, not become it You seem to search For my stupid opinions Now, listen I breathe out Now, i can 'paranoidly' Recognise some of your Patterns, are you trying To force me to reject And fight you? You had everything You needed beforehand And you abused the hand You fed from I want to forgive I want to forget (more than I already do) The struggle Would be good for me I know that. I know that You should never allow That (paranoid again, sorry) I want my arms To encircle and crush My current existence But currents and vibes Are all your creation And my inflection. I really dont think I need your arms anymore (sure, it would be nicer, maybe easier) But if you knew me before Why are you surprised? I knew kids could be cruel Tougher lesson is Knowing adults never grow anywhere And have more tools of manipulation Than an innocent at the point of Creation.
Just a recent paranoid drunken rant I recorded on my phone - I still blame the rest of the (outside of my head) world for my problems when i know I need to accept my situation and not try to assign blame for anything (been doing this in my head for the last 15-16 years - and still reached no conclusions that are satisfactory) - but the best things in life are hardly ever easy and the other voice is always there (but less with meds) - just it is always easier to blame others I guess - also I need to talk to a counsellor but I cant trust humanity at any level outside of temporal situational trust with current friends and when I am alone all that trust dissolves in quicker moments than it takes to remind myself to recreate it the next time I am around them.