I've reached a self epidemic. Greed's possessing me, but greed to me or for them? I'm beginning to self destruct. My colorful goals go gray. They stray from my path, I'm lost. Regarding myself only produces ugly thoughts. Regret piles up in front of me, I can't see my way forward. The concrete road rips at me while I look back; it's the only thing to do.
Questions rise; do I really want to? With the questions comes more regret, not I'm surrounded by a dome of it. All of this occurs in a matter of six seconds or less. Why try? Why not? Why start? Why not? Why finish? Why not?
Brilliant, this is the story of my life too. brilliant.
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