All my life,
I have searched for stability,
a false illusion that tomorrow something will be the same.
Peers, Mother, Father, Books, Televesion, Games, Wounds.
Friends, Love, and so on.
Untill I finally there wasn't any other thing to search.
Tick Tock, goes the clock.
My feelings overrun me with pain, and I found suicide as a posibility.
However, my reasoning conflicted with such choice long enough.
But now, after all logical choice have been considered.
Now my reason has failed, however, there's something,
my selfpreservation instinct, perhaps.
It kicks in, to tell me this is wrong.
I can't argue with my reason, and my feelings,
The stability I long for, is perhaps hidden somewhere,
or pehaps I just wish to end it all.
My rotten remains, lie like a pupet without a pupeteer,
hanging from the strings,
friends, fears, fears, such things are keeping me.
But nothing lasts forever,
It will be no time before my shadow takes over,
and destroys such things.
Please,
.
Please someone.
Tell me the expiration date.
All mirrors are broken.
Please, Peace.
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