always fighting the invisible enemy.
carry on without me, comrades. I'm going at it alone. laying claim to what's rightfully mine: my sanity. my mind. my creativity. my energy: once reserved for other's needs, i was beginning to think i was lost, a bad friend, a selfish lover and all the rest. hope was nothing. all was lost. but the only thing that was really lost where the people i was surrounding myself with.
all the drugs
all the insignificant connections with vacant stares and hardened hearts.
i've let myself down thinking there was salvation in those crowds.
a crowd. people standing around, banding together, following each other's lead into an abyss of recycled ideas and clothes. people needing people. people deceiving themselves into thinking they've got a handle on it until IT starts to take the leash and lead you with it. a certain death waits for us all when we decide to give up. a life lived as if you were unconscious, once in a while, waking up and falling back in again.
I've only myself to blame.
wake up kid, set the world on fire.
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