I release the things I love and watch them go
Watch them grow
Withholding feelings only I will know
Reputations thrown aside, I hide in my room where my sadness abides.
It comes in tides, rides the wind as it collides in the infinite mist that is my mind.
I need to unwind, resist the bind, but my thoughts persist against the daily grind.
I feel as if I have an obligation to this mitigating desolation.
A social misanthrope, spent my years walking this tight rope with no way to cope.
Inside I'm crazy, nothing seems to faze me.
I walk the insane line and think about crossing it daily.
Only time will tell the hell that I've endured, when the age on my face shows you my heart isn't pure.
My life has been obscure with dabbles of acute depression, I'm the fish that took the lure.
In this recession, I'm as poor as the next man
Searching for a blog to find my next fan.
The culmination of my life's experiences has brought me to this place, even though i'm losing I keep a steady pace with this pain I embrace.
These days don't seem to get much shorter, I've spent a lifetime hiding from this personality disorder.
I spread my wings hoping to fly away
The siren sings, keeping me around to fight another day.
There's no other way and nothing left to say, no way to climb out of this abyss I live in constant dismay.
Recollection of the bliss we had, the kisses sad, You are the extravagant protagonist against my inadequate wits.
I'm so tired of this misdirection of the misconception and the recollection of your beautiful imperfections with preconceived inceptions.
