astralbaby

Dig it dammit!!!!!!!

Life is but a dew drop on a pedestal of sand...

There's a hole in the middle of my soul that lacks the self control to make my mind think straight...

what can I say I was drunk and fucked up for over 25 years and now I'm finally sober that's a good thing people...
peace

Disgruntled disgrace don't sing me amazing grace can't you feel the fakeness overwhelms me? I've walked in your shoes, I've discovered your blues your beams constructed just to hold your bruising ego. The staleness of breath and my constant regret of remembering the forgotten truth which surrounds you. Darkened dreams won't gleam they won't fascinate me the colors all fade away into emptied unspoken glory. Truth becomes shrouded in a pit of unfelt shame and feelings start to take over. Immerse me and my pain, immerse my soul as it wanes for I cannot take these deep breaths today. As startled becomes my significant starting gun the explosion wraps my mind into a frenzy. To think is to die it's the enemy of my mind and my craziness emerges as ugly. As ugly as dreams depicting deceiving demons and drowning out all truth or sanity. Sometimes life seems hopeless, sometimes blinks endless, sometimes we're too full of fear to unwind. But somewhere in the despair, somewhere you care, somewhere you want it to be shown. That you're still you, the you that you knew and knowing this starts your battle....