I am so bored, i dunno if you will think this makes sense but it does to me!
Fear is a drug; it hurts us, but somehow feels good
Love is like a cut; it is so deep and causes so much pain.
We cut ourselves, and then wonder why we slight our wrists…
Because it felt good in the moment but it caused scars so large, we forgot why it was so good…
Laughter is the sound of our life pass us by, it echoes like it has been in a chest, it holds so many things…lies, hope, happiness, cruelty, scheming…it contains so much you cant tell when a person is laughing at you or with you, which is what makes it so awful…
Thoughts are like a time capsule; they are made, then buried in the back of our minds, and forgotten. For years and years to come, no one finds them…once they are found it is to late to do anything about it, they are too old…
Hope is something people hope for… it is like a trick question, is there an answer or not? Its job is to mess up our minds and leave us wondering if it was hope that was right or not, we hope for something that will never happen, it only twists our heads.
The drugs are what make us cut; and our life is what we put in a capsule; a trick question will keep you entertained until you realize emotions are not inside, but they are out. They are physical; they disguise themselves for anything they can. They make us look like fools; emotions are the cause of all things, So go ahead take some drugs, see what happens, you know you will start to cut, and you know that you will watch your life pass you by, so you know you will make a time capsule to record your addictions and your fall outs, and then you will find yourself in a conversation with ghosts about your recordings, were you will be asked many trick questions, but the question here is, can you see a trick in the page I have just written?
No, dear reader, I don’t believe you can.
Emotions are never wrong, because they are never right.
Love is like a cut; it is so deep and causes so much pain.
We cut ourselves, and then wonder why we slight our wrists…
Because it felt good in the moment but it caused scars so large, we forgot why it was so good…
Laughter is the sound of our life pass us by, it echoes like it has been in a chest, it holds so many things…lies, hope, happiness, cruelty, scheming…it contains so much you cant tell when a person is laughing at you or with you, which is what makes it so awful…
Thoughts are like a time capsule; they are made, then buried in the back of our minds, and forgotten. For years and years to come, no one finds them…once they are found it is to late to do anything about it, they are too old…
Hope is something people hope for… it is like a trick question, is there an answer or not? Its job is to mess up our minds and leave us wondering if it was hope that was right or not, we hope for something that will never happen, it only twists our heads.
The drugs are what make us cut; and our life is what we put in a capsule; a trick question will keep you entertained until you realize emotions are not inside, but they are out. They are physical; they disguise themselves for anything they can. They make us look like fools; emotions are the cause of all things, So go ahead take some drugs, see what happens, you know you will start to cut, and you know that you will watch your life pass you by, so you know you will make a time capsule to record your addictions and your fall outs, and then you will find yourself in a conversation with ghosts about your recordings, were you will be asked many trick questions, but the question here is, can you see a trick in the page I have just written?
No, dear reader, I don’t believe you can.
Emotions are never wrong, because they are never right.