This existent world is nowhere near I For I'm just a tenant in this body This vessel's just blown by wind so breezy To follow the path that fate will decide
No matter where you look there is an eye And escaping your mind won't be easy It matters how strong the linen's knot be As one like me might fail to see this tie
This existent world is nowhere near I I'm here again, the jail where i reside With these two windows that i call my eyes Alone with my head buzzing, roaring loud This brain of mine's a cell, so dull, so dry And there's no escape, there's no getting out
This is heavily, heavily inspired by a favorite song of mine: "Mind Is A Prison" by Alec Benjamin.
No one, no one here, no one there, ever. Uncared for, it felt dark and misty. All alone, aside seven billion souls. Needed only when needed, a solitude. Ring-fenced in an imaginary world of love. No escape for me to my reality, it hurts. Kept knocking on the walls, for affection. Wisely I tethered on, purposely off, living in a solstice of dream.
A prose about living. Dreams and imaginations play a role in solitude. Anyone can be whatever therein. No one judging you; so play on.
Actually that really ****** I read the message right when you sent it. And it took me three hours to respond because I didn't know what to do. I mean it's all whatever but the news you delivered has really put a **** damper on my thought process. Coming second best has been the issue in the past three semi sort of relationships I have had and every time the weight gets heavier and heavier and it just *****. I hate coming in second. More than anything. It spurs my jealous blood stream. So I guess In future reference..maybe no reason is better than a reason to not want to see someone. For me it's the less I know the better. Because I think too much.