If It wasn't for the beating heart,I'd be pretty sure I'm dead..
It seems I may yet have a pulse,keeping rythm in my head.
I've reached stage one Psychosis,with a heart all full of dread.
Spirals leading downward,voices whispering'You're dead'
Is it all just in my head?
It seems I may yet have a pulse,keeping rythm in my head.
I've reached stage one Psychosis,with a heart all full of dread.
Spirals leading downward,voices whispering'You're dead'
Is it all just in my head?
Can you pick the truth from within the lies...
Anyway,now that that's out of my system,the real reason why you're here today...
People who see me or talk to me often: Do I seem out of it lately? I redefined an old problem.I'm heading down a road that leads no where at 200 mph and I'm not watching the road anymore. In life you're given many roads to choose from. I just happened to choose the road that leads nowhere imparticular,yet everywhere you could ever want to go.It just depends on how hard you're willing to fight to get where you're going. How fun,right?
The spirals have started again. I say again,because now and then my life likes to spiral out of control. I think it's fate's way of saying, "WAKE UP!" If I start to slip and fall into apathy for too long,fate deals me a bad hand and doesn't let it go. I get drug down about a million dead end roads until I finally find the one that can lead home again,or at least out of whatever pit I've gotten stuck in. I did the mirror test again today...another year has left a lot of changes. My eyes look like coagulated blood pools with tar around the edges.It's kinda funny really...I'm kinda like a junkie minus the addiction...
