That moment when your life is routinely organized day in and day out. You wake up, make coffee, sit at the couch, get the remote and watch tv, go to the kitchen and cook early lunch for one and go back to slouching in the couch, clicking the remote trying to find a decent tv show.
Clicking over and over until the day ends. It was a long day.
Boredom strikes again. Mood swings and all. Can’t help it though.
truly, love is so addicting.
at first you feel you can control the desire to think of that person.
when a moment with him starts to find its way into your head, it is so easy for you to shrug it off.
As time moves on, you yearn for that person when he’s not with you.
Your feelings grow confused.
When the magical effect of this drug called love starts to sip your strength, you grow weary.
You know you left something important – but you cant figure out what that is.
But you know this cant be.
So your poor heart will be left bruised. Torn between fighting for the feeling at the same time teaching it to let go.
You find yourself lonely again. Sad but it’s reality.
nowhere to go, nowhere to run.
looks like this is the end of the line.
a prisoner of my own self,
depression and insanity is waiting by the corner
let me be free
from this prison i myself built
i need someone to free me
and get me back to reality
this dark and empty alley
where i normally walk
seems like a never-ending journey
i am tired, let me be free
from this prison of loneliness
full of darkness and desperation
give me strength, give me one more day
as i try to escape from the four corners of insanity
dear Lord, give me more strength
i beg you please, release me to this world of confusion