Dream Come True
Somehow i've just lost my way again.... but this time somewhat surprised that i am not devastated.... uncomfortable yes, but growing more used to being nothing.... what am i? what am i but a joke?.... this world is not opportunity, this is just the start of the end.
for a long time i have not written anything.... nor have i had deep thoughts..... like a zombie i complete day to day life with no memory, no emotion and no sense of success..... marginally improved from what was a devastated state.
i am but a window, notably present but invisible at the same time.... with the ability to shed light and brighten your day.... but with the possibility of being damaged and shattered. i will let the cold in to ruin your perfect existence.... i will let you see straight through me without being able to reach me. a vertical glass ceiling.
i have begun to drink again.... and by drink i mean... party drink. its not good, i am over this.... this isnt me anymore.
i am selfish, i am wrong
yet to be back
Paul