chaoticmonkey

Mood : Discontent
Listening to: Assemblage 23

Sitting, listening to the dark music playing in the back round, a reflection of my life. The music plays as if offering an orchestrated tribute to how I feel...Thoughts drip through my mind ever so slowly, taking the time to sink deep within me and numb the senses, i drown within those thoughts. Eratic is my moods of late...Chaotic...Chaos....the substance of life. It is the unknown that causes us to live and die all at the same time. Surrounded by nothingness....full of substance. Eager to bring new experiences into my life. Tenuous are my hopes, as fragile as blood stained glass...each dream coming ever so closer to shattering them forever. My heart beats slower with each passing day...awaiting the moment when the end will come...looking forward to the great escape that will allow the endless beating to stop. With each day i rot a little more...away from humanity and its filth, into the dark musty earth where healing can begin, and the one thing that can save me from this torment and shield me from the pain of a thousand thorns and endless scars...draining me of all love...is far away and out of reach. Drowning...as i flail around in the murky depths of the unknown...I try one more time to believe...to no longer hold my breath waiting to suffocate...I exhale....and wonder how it all will end....