Per?ceive: To Achieve Understanding Of

by kept silence

Yet again. Another night I promise myself to fall asleep, only to wake up to a cold slap in the face, thanks to reality. So many things on my mind without enough time to figure them all out. If only to conclude that they weren't meant for such a fate, but left, forever taunting... eating away at my insides until nothings left but a taciturn, emotionless being. To only find a place to begin. What I find corroding away at my mind the most is something one could look at as a problem of which I have brought upon myself. I feel as if something is missing... but is missing merely because I began to miss it. Eventually, I believe I could callouse over what I long for, and set out for independce. But always, as it tends to happen, my thoughts wander back to the "what ifs?" or "damn I should of done something." I must quit being a spectator. Then again, not so much as to become a nuisance. Most times, I'll catch myself, say fuck it.

I'll fall hallow and keep my silence. You wouldn't sense me. Yet conversations and weekends spent with my friends are good times. Seeing some people as much as I can, any day and every day... that's the best. Sometimes I wonder how long I'll know them for, before they disappear, as my "friends" tend to do. A lot of times without notice. There's times you feel angry at everything. Most times, it's really nothing. Human nature is compiled of emotions. Over-reaction comes into play here. You'll likely solve your troubles soon, either that or grow out of them. No, life does not suck, your world/life isn't going to end, and you don't really mean what you said about killing yourself. You'll sleep it off, the sun will rise, and you'll continue your existance. Though at times... that seems more easier said than done.