I'm brewing, slowly cooling down like a freshly made gallon of hot tea sitting in the perpetual coldness of the refrigerator.
I'm burning, summer time summer time, slowly getting colder like the subsequent winter breeze of the cold cold world.
I'm sideways, like both sides of me are incessantly doing relays with the innocent mind of a individual.
Life sometimes will really punch you hard, Life is many, like the population of chaos of the unorderly.
Sometimes you'll feel trapped, isolated in the endeavors you face, through the antagonistic personalities of the self-fish.
Over and over again, you get to feeling like a freight train, on the run towards freedom of the solemn spirits that inspire.
Catching fire always hitting with ice, catching colds from the hitting fire. The winter sickness playing baseball with the summer allergies.
I don't have a job, or a home at this second. I don't have peace or support.
I have pain and suffering. I am at war with blood, sweat and tears.
I have no such thing as dreams just nightmares mixed in with fears.
I don't have friends I have me and the rest of unfathomed life on earth.
I have maturing feelings and inspiring motivations, that all cost me.
They cost my dreams, the hieght of my mountain... the other side.
I hit spike bottom, I fell in this perpetual, debilitating hole.
Unsaturated KNIVES, and frustating LOVE, and obsessive FEELINGS.
They are all opening up the middle of the torso, the hearts Holy palace.
I don't work for others to see me resolute, I do a duty, to help those...but at fault.
Stab my in my leg, you've tangled with my heart, stab my in my knee, you've binded with my heart, stab where you please you've dealt with the blood of purity and forgivness.
I is everywhere, I guess that is what happens when you get a peice of me.
I guess... I guess I should just keep prioritizing you as 1st person and me as 2nd person.
You are only so painful to see and experience.
Big Hearts do get far uh?