i lost myself so i went for a drive & the cracked payment led me here
i then pulled to the side on that foggy night ride & remembered my dreams & the mountains i'd climbed & the dragons i'd slain & the nights i was weak - but decided to stay, if only for one more try to just stay just stay, oh please, please stay.
so on that foggy night drive i found myself on the edge of that bridge just repeating a phrase
& then i realized: my soul is fierce, my heart is brave, & from here is where all the best stories are made.
You have every right to desire it You are selfish for accepting it Let them take care of you They should not be bothered It's okay to be vulnerable Dependence is for the weak Life did not go easy on you Stop fussing over everything You are doing the best you can You are nothing but a failure Be kind to yourself **** it up loser
I leap across the open field. I hear them, distant then close. They stifle my freedom. Follow me endlessly To the point of no return. Do they ever tire? They chase me all over.
Freedom is all I want. I search for means of expression. Release. For these experiences, These memories, they strangle me. The only reason I still breathe; A narrow escape when Time catches me and drains my life force.
I breathe. I suffocate. The immensity of pain weakens. Then there is nothingness. I feel them fight while- I, myself fight against those who chase me. For freedom for self.
"We are routed, Fall back!" A call of many battles, Battles and war, always so frowned upon. Yet where else has humanity done the most? It seems humans can not have peace for long, Without some war happening, We are living in the age, Of cold wars, and Cyber battles. The age of battles fought with half-hearted ideas, Buzzwords and insults.