Current mood:
drained What do you do when everything seems to go wrong and the only consistency you have left is inconsistency? Who do you turn to when all that you trust are no where to be found? How can you believe anything when all that you have known as truth is, in fact, a lie? How can you possibly be able to deny your cynisism when your instinct hasnt failed you yet? Yet, here i stand...watching it all fall apart- empty handed, weary, and frayed. I keep trying to catch my footing...alas the ground crumbles beneath my feet. This glamorous disaster...this mess of my life- I'm not sure where things went wrong, and I'm even more uncertain how to start over. In this life, only the strong survive...and my strength is diminishing daily. I sit back, praying for a break...just one thing to make it all tolerable and worth while...and just as i am about to breathe- there is no air. Yet another constant that is no more. At what point do i give up the fight...at what point do i stop caring? It is what it is....and right now, it's a mess that no one knows, that no one hears, that no one sees. I bare my crosses alone...as i always have, as i always will.
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