| Nineflyz |
10-11-2008 05:34 PM |
Self-Inflicted Insanity
I wanted to talk, but I didn’t know what to say. I wanted you to listen, but the words wouldn’t come out the right way. I see the blurry lights, but that’s the way they stay. Out of focus, out of mind. Life exists all around me. I’m confused by the facts that I don’t know. Reality slowly changes, the only constant in which we have to grow. Association by repetition lets us know where we are. This is how we get to see that we’ve really come quite far. These thoughts flow in and out, I’m not sure where they come from but they seem to help me state my case to an audience that doesn’t exist. Strange don’t you think how we get this way? Slowly sliding backwards not able to communicate and in a world that doesn’t care does it really matter. Have we lost our humanity to self-inflicted insanity? Can we blame it on a mental disorder, while it starts in our minds is it not only me who is at fault. These thoughts continue and my mind ticks on, but I can no longer cope so the blurry lights stay out of focus and I exist in a world to which I do not belong.
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