Warning: This post is very deep of nature and contains expressions of my being.anyone who things feelings are bullshit,or that guys who have them are pansies:get the fuck out. Before you get sick.Sometimes I wanna crawl up and
die.
I don't even fit my own
idealist convictions anymore.
how can I be
one of a people when i feel not a people to belong too.
a
stranger in my own world.
my world?
I feel the words, but I don't hear them.
I hear the words, but don't feel them.
inaudible. unpenatrating.From my point, I stand alone. and Laugh. and Weep.
How come I don't see the world like you do.
Is it because I have my eye's closed?
I don't think so!
It's
not to late for me. I can start anew.
we can start anew.
I feel it in my
heart, my
flesh and my
bones.
I feel it when the
energy surges though me.
I feel it when the
adrenaline kicks in and takes over.
I feel it in my very
being.
But mostly, when I see
YOU,
The people.