brokensanity

i walk away

is there anger?
deceit?

joy.


you chose this for me, a betrayal by any means more insincere. i was alone, though now i am alone. what is to happen next?

this wasn't in the plan, and there is another.

and what of me? where am i to go? what am i to do?

you chose to be selfish, you chose to be arrogant, and now, all you want is my help? you want me to fix this for you. to repair the pieces of your mistake.



but i can't walk away, i won't...



then there is my other life, pervasion, uninvited divisive pseudo-persona

a shallow, fallacy at the end of the day do you have an independent thought about you?

No, I didnt think so.




I try to grasp at what is here, what I should hold on to... there is no meaning here. And my perceptions clear.
I peel the film from the air to grasp the nothing that is here yet the further strings I pull undo my life and my will so seeming freedom notwithstanding I should die to break my landing

My solution isnt suiting.

My mind is bleeding
My soul is screaming.


For the first time in a while, I cannot see what tomorrow brings.