Life in split second decisions.
A division of situations.
Life is not a broken toy
so never a replacement.
It’s only one shot, and we have
to take it.
We either aim and hit the target
or miss by a long shot.
A miss shot can kill us when
life shoots back.
Blood leaks from a wound
that defines mistakes and excuses.
It’s always easier said than done.
Dreams don’t lie, it can reveal a ton.
I made a mistake or did I?
I am more miserable or am I?
I believe in myself, or do I?
How to realize when you are control in your life?
A dream is a secret wish in a disguise.
Do you ever wish a dream can last forever
when real life feels like it got much colder?
Logic and emotions are like cats and dogs.
Mixed emotions is the fog that make it difficult to view.
A dream was a preview of tomorrow’s news.
A message of hidden clues, to tell you what to do.
We try our best, but fear doesn’t take a rest.
It disturbs someone’s rest as a distraction to steal peace.
Little by little, it takes a piece of your peace
until you got robbed of everything
that gave you peace
so now you become desperate just for a moment of peace,
it turns you into a selfish being.
Drugs and alcohol all of a sudden
becomes a great reason
to subdue the overthinking.
But yet it’s still a lose lose situation
because somebody’s heart could get broken
for the time wasting.
Unpurposely you are guilty until you don’t know who you are anymore and this feeling hurts.
Raised well but yet, felt like you committed every crime that exist, and yet you have a clean record.