old reborn

[helloattraction]

i wish i could expand my mind.
at almost all times, it seems entirely impossible to
explore my personal capabilities.
to be completely stuck, yet free to soar.
a pure annoyance.
irritation,: satan sent.
sacred Incapabilities-
the wish of once known companionable urgencies.
a craveing. everlasting faithful vulnurability.
..vulnerability. a dissappointing humiliation.
humiliation based upon responsibility.
salutations, god’s green earth.
venus spilled infected waters:
a complicatoin pumped of bliss.
secrets screaming, yelling. yearning for acceptance.
pathetically speaking,
a questionable existence.
chaos. somehow, but ever-so manipulatingly beautiful.

physical sensations-
heavily doused regrets.
exhaustion to its fullest-
toes like ice of course.
sensative to sound-
had cleansed regrets ever felt so..
uncomprehendably relieving..?
do i wheep for you?
lifetime simply refuses to make sense out of nothing!
realistically unrealistic.
or unrealistically realistic?
based on wether-nots, or wether, either way.
mind fuckingly correct, am i not?