An observor is all you can be when you're a drifter without a home to lay His head in.Human interaction is what I've dreaded,For as long as I can remember while heading towards heaven,I find in a pen,And,Paper littered with my thoughts,Dreams,Knowing I will never receive a citation for it.I'm quite proud to have hoarded,Journal... Continue Reading →
Madness Of Solitude – Day 270, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Solitude.Isolation.A super power in a world over-stimulated by social ties choking their senses until the point of oblivion.Does it mean I've steered away from interaction?No.It just means I have a drive speeding towards peace while I'm on a road full of too many infractions.I've had enough relationships.My situation is too complicated for most to understand... Continue Reading →
Retro Lies – Day 269, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Looking for a place to fit in feels like,A game of tetris reaching its end without enough space to place the next block before the finish line.More like,A game of Pac-Man being chased by ghosts with every intent to eat you alive,Out-running your attempt to escape a labrynth full of food for thought that'll never... Continue Reading →
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