Seek what I can't find lust for something forbidden I care to much and to not receive anything I'm am lost at sea with no paddle or sail just floating in a wave of wonder I screamed for it to echo off the pail of delusion. I Am stuck though I am not drowning I'm head over Hills in something castaway to the wolves for a entre of misery. Death is around the corner literally shall I release my anger upon the seagull that **** on me for the last time, fair to those in the eyes of weaknesses although I can't bring myself to the sea level like a lifeless bodies I will rise to be carried away by the current and back to land to start anew. Til then I sank as a anchor with no bond to hold anything down to the bottomless-cold pit of darkness there I will be amongst differential of oneself. Seeking what I can't find wanted to be noticed.