I am trying to find something to feel in the webs of despair right now, i cannot decide if i need to change my life and career and/or just make a huge life change and disappear from the reality i currently Know....there are things that just don't make sense and there are things i don't understand, why can the perfect person be out there but just out of touch, and why do i feel so cold to the comings and goings around me, it's like i'm waiting on nothing, and nothings all i ever get.
Current Mood: Depressed
Why rebel any longer against the symmetry of this world when Chaos itself can only be a system of disorders? Our fate being to rot with the continents and the starts, we drag on, like resigned sick men, and to the end of time, the curiosity of a denouement that is foreseen, frightful, and vain.
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