1:35am Shattered Thoughts...
You grow up with dreams and ambitions and plans to do everything like your invincible. Suddenly the years pass and you grow up and things change. People change, you change you grow and go to college spending everything for four years of life believing your doing that right thing, taking that right step. The plan you had all set in motion pieces coming together like the perfect puzzle.
Then when everything finishes and your done college and figure that just maybe things are heading on the right direction everything becomes a train wreck and the luck that you had all along just fades and runs out. Money becomes the only concern as you stumble and fall to hold on to life to live, eat, have a place to sleep and entertainment in life. Watching those around getting engaged, or married, or go on trips to places that one can not very well afford. It eats away at the insides of ones self.
Eventually fading into a darkness blacker than the night sky without the glow of the moon, devouring everything that was ever ment to be. People tell you hope will come and things will change, waiting and waiting. Nothing ever does change and that hope becomes false. You gain hope again and yet the first fruit of my parents loins, my brother yet brings in reality again only to kill some of that small light that existed.
Feeling numb, alone, cold and walking a path all on my own with no one there besides me. It tis a lonely journey and a story that shall soon come to an end all too soon. The recycled cycle life lives on eat, sleep, work, no love, no greeting at the end of the day just an empty cave with meaningless belongings. Without play and without love one cannot exist very long and will then blow away like dust in the wind and all that was of small towns, paradise and the people who lived there and were once happy.
Then when everything finishes and your done college and figure that just maybe things are heading on the right direction everything becomes a train wreck and the luck that you had all along just fades and runs out. Money becomes the only concern as you stumble and fall to hold on to life to live, eat, have a place to sleep and entertainment in life. Watching those around getting engaged, or married, or go on trips to places that one can not very well afford. It eats away at the insides of ones self.
Eventually fading into a darkness blacker than the night sky without the glow of the moon, devouring everything that was ever ment to be. People tell you hope will come and things will change, waiting and waiting. Nothing ever does change and that hope becomes false. You gain hope again and yet the first fruit of my parents loins, my brother yet brings in reality again only to kill some of that small light that existed.
Feeling numb, alone, cold and walking a path all on my own with no one there besides me. It tis a lonely journey and a story that shall soon come to an end all too soon. The recycled cycle life lives on eat, sleep, work, no love, no greeting at the end of the day just an empty cave with meaningless belongings. Without play and without love one cannot exist very long and will then blow away like dust in the wind and all that was of small towns, paradise and the people who lived there and were once happy.