I'm walking on a tight-rope, with everything hanging in the balance. One mistake could send me to my end. I wish I had more assurance or confirmation about this. I feel so out of it. One day it would be all blue skies and roses, while the next is filled with nothing but torrents of icy cold rain.
I'm tired of this twisted guessing game. Either cut the rope and let this reality die or let me finish crossing it.
Though maybe it's just my fate.
The feeling of life torturing me into madness... how many more liters of tears do I need to shed in order to chase it down?
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