Devastate

Devastate

 I am confused with my role my purpose and my priorities. Time is rushing like tidal waves while I lay flat by the shore.

 I no longer have the strength. I no longer have the commitment.

 And when I look at her, she is in the limelight. I had enough of my susceptibilities. What has become of me and the decisions I need to make is slowly tearing me apart.

I hate knowing.

I hate bad thoughts. 

Mood: black