Breathing slowly, mechanical heartbeat losing contact with the living Almighty TV plugged, hybrid empty brain dont see anything real in the game The tension is building constantly No reason just a reflex I have, driven by clockwork I try to keep an eye open And I realize I havent closed my eyes in a long time Neglected emotions lead to catastrophic voyage on the other side I have been given so much stress and lack of confidence Ive been given the gift of so small hope deep inside I havent closed my eyes in a long time, I am trying I cannot stomach these forms and colors anymore but Im here to continue, after all I have been through I try to keep my eyes open, I am realizing This life and death more precious than anything I wont bring no material in the after life Take no possessions, I would rather travel light Im of this kind that kills all day but I dont know yet how to die Art of dying, is the way to let all go Within I practice in the secret of my soul My shape in the reflector has now for ever, a life on its own
Posted on: Thu, 25 Dec 2014 02:07:42 +0000
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