Bra1n-w@shed

after a long weekend. i spent it in such a beautiful moments. going dancing with ucha, riding the town with lisa. everything was perfect. but there’s still something missing deep inside. i had enough of searching. standing between the lines of emotional state. leaving me questions which i cannot answer. what am i trying to proofe by acting this way. an answer i can’t find in the good book or drowned in my paper work. is it the way it meant to be? if they say love is in the air, never is it clear. how to pull a clues and make it stay? butterfly are free to fly, why do they fly away. leaving me and carry on and wonder why. i tried to make the best out of it but it just got harder and harder everytime. its like drugs that kept pulling you back to addiction. like a cancer in your vital organs, you can live but you’re dying. i cannot rephrase this in other more pretty picture. but it is the way i think. i love depression, an obsession in my limitation. counting down days i have to pay to be in that new Jerusalem.