May 2012
2 posts
The vibes of confusion
There are vibes of confusion
when your life is a ramble.
Swinging, resting, falling
landing. Nowhere better
than a gamble.
Our lives are confusing
Fears widen bringing burden
Tension rising without warning
Sudden, stopping, sorry, no.
If a moment can be telling,
Thoughts now combining.
Then constant moments you
don’t want.. Is that hell?
Bring rest of pressure building
making...
Now its just a glitch.
There was that one time the whole world seemed to fall away for a while..
Now its just a glitch.
