God is not a DJ. Life is not a dance. And while you're searching for heaven, make damn sure you don't stumble into hell.
There once was a time when the ocean was my ahhhhhhhh factor. Now, it's nothing more than an unatainable goal.
Is unatainable a word? Hell, I don't even know that anymore.
Where the hell am I? Lately, Mayhem is my best friend.
The bad thing about demons, they love to play games. The good thing about humans, we love to win.
I miss dry air. I miss the marsh when it smells like summer rain. I miss honest conversation and midnight tequila shots. I miss calm breezes and being on the dock when the shrimp boats come in for the night. I miss life and love and spontaneous decisions. And I miss me. Not the me I've had to become, but the fly by the seat of my pants, I don't care what people think, maybe getting something pierced would make things better me. This, this today me, has lost the ability to live . I've lost the ability to dream and aspire. Now, I just want to sleep it all away. I just want to sleep....
COMMENTS
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birra
01:45 Sep 18 2012
Too late.
DestroyingAngel
16:35 Nov 08 2012
*nods*
That's for damn sure.