Overwhelm, overtired too much of a struggle to comprehend mind to thought. So many wishes, so many dreams, yet so many obstacles stuck in the way. How are you suppose to hurdle when you feel like a contraption is holding you in place stuck with indecision. Yet an indecision about what exactly? That is the question.

space fog

Space fog Mind comes racing and crashing to a standstill its almost like it goes into a zombie state, dead silence rings and im lost in my own mind while my eyes glaze over and I think of nothing, yet my mind still hammers on. You could almost say its like a flicker of a

Frustrations

Frustrations of the selfish kindObjectively we all question are we selfish.Objectively we look at others and think I not this and I’m not that.But respectively if you feel you aren’t something but everyone else around you disagrees it usually means you are having a hard time looking within yourself.We live in a society where the

w

Waiting waitingAlways waitingOn standby by, on hand outWaiting waitingAlways waitingTo be listen to, to be heardWaitingWaiting to be understood, to be seen, to believe, to move, to breatheWaiting, waitingalways waiting,For life to begin, for life to singWaitng waiting, for a discovery to be shown, for a faith to be restoredWaiting waitingAlways waitingFor actions to be

Talking

Talking about itSo much is hidden in this modern age. No one wants to talk about the true problems that they face. No one wants to understand what others are going through because they have a silent battle they are dealing with all on their own.We are all silent defenders.Fighting in a world that shouldn’t

lost

LostWhat’s is that,?Is it a sense of losing direction?Is it when you lose your group, your team and feel like you are alone?Lost can mean so much more than lost.Just like everything else everything is an undermeaning to what it actually means.Lost the way to follow your soul. Lost in the ways of all the

over time

The biggest realisation on life, is the factors.The triggers, the time, the energy. Nothing else really matters other than those, but we live in a world that is created so differently that we may our lifes in a different way to how we feel.We get overwhelmed and tired, exhausted, and sick of our themselves because

A want, a wish or a maybe

I just want to be me.Want to so my own thing. Want to be able to breathe and be calm.I don’t see what the outer picture Looks like. I don’t see anything at the moment. All is,  I know what I don’t want to do and what I don’t want to be a part off. I

love

To the love that’s unconditional,In the way we act,In the caring waysTo the love that carries forever within our memories,With fondness and pure joyTo the love thats not just joy but pain.To the depths of care,The way we feel,The way we rememberThe way we sacrifice for what we deem is loveLove is an unknown of

As I sit here reflecting and thinking, the over dreading thinking game, I give in to its forever drumroll and simply listen.

My constant complains and moans and groans from the previous year have all centered around issues that only I myself have the ability to work on and change. I am the only one that can change and adapt my thought process, the way I choose to react and ultimately my approach on situations that become