i don't know for what
i don't know what about
i just think this is gonna be a ride, hold tight
I don't know what has gotten into me all of a sudden...at this moment right now, the fog clouds that once blocked the pathway for any logical idea have moved south, gaining strength, and are storming emotion in my chest - much like this odd late November thunderstorm we are having...
I don't know if it's a September leftover that just cured my migraine, or the fact that once you beat down somebody enough with so many different angles they burst back to life much like the Hulk - you don't wanna see him angry....well, I'M angry
Maybe it's the writing, my passion that broke through the pain, the pain of being stifled, locked away, hidden with no path to it...it wanted free, it wanted to be heard. nothing is as powerful as human conviction..i almost said nothing is as powerful as the human voice, but that would have been taken too literally..how about nothing is as powerful as the truth?
whatever...i'm losing it here, let's get back on...
there really wasn't a track, ever. Nor ever there will be, will there now? I haven't been drinking of this i assure you, despite the complete randomness of whatever it is i am saying
i want to say so much..i want tell everything as stories, poems, whatever but i know any attempt to do so will only look like i shotgunned my heart onto the screen. a mess of confusion. trying to sort out everything, the what goes where with whom is too daunting of a task...if it hasn't already been said, then it's already been buried for some time now...
emotions aren't time capsules for us to unlock later in life and reflect - rather they get sent to a landfill, where more shit gets dumped on top of them throughout the years in a forgotten area you can only see as you drive by on the freeway.
sad thing is, only over the course of time do we realize that we've been fools, emotions aren't biodegradable like we had hoped they were.
"you can run, but you can't hide..."
i don't know what about
i just think this is gonna be a ride, hold tight
I don't know what has gotten into me all of a sudden...at this moment right now, the fog clouds that once blocked the pathway for any logical idea have moved south, gaining strength, and are storming emotion in my chest - much like this odd late November thunderstorm we are having...
I don't know if it's a September leftover that just cured my migraine, or the fact that once you beat down somebody enough with so many different angles they burst back to life much like the Hulk - you don't wanna see him angry....well, I'M angry
Maybe it's the writing, my passion that broke through the pain, the pain of being stifled, locked away, hidden with no path to it...it wanted free, it wanted to be heard. nothing is as powerful as human conviction..i almost said nothing is as powerful as the human voice, but that would have been taken too literally..how about nothing is as powerful as the truth?
whatever...i'm losing it here, let's get back on...
there really wasn't a track, ever. Nor ever there will be, will there now? I haven't been drinking of this i assure you, despite the complete randomness of whatever it is i am saying
i want to say so much..i want tell everything as stories, poems, whatever but i know any attempt to do so will only look like i shotgunned my heart onto the screen. a mess of confusion. trying to sort out everything, the what goes where with whom is too daunting of a task...if it hasn't already been said, then it's already been buried for some time now...
emotions aren't time capsules for us to unlock later in life and reflect - rather they get sent to a landfill, where more shit gets dumped on top of them throughout the years in a forgotten area you can only see as you drive by on the freeway.
sad thing is, only over the course of time do we realize that we've been fools, emotions aren't biodegradable like we had hoped they were.
"you can run, but you can't hide..."
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