Die

What are you suppose do with a life that is just going in circles. You are like a derby horse; eyes set on nothingness, running the show, running for life; and none of it makes any sense to you.

If ever, you want to make your life even remotely meaningful; you’ll have to shake away all the inhibitions; embrace the reality and march forward with uncertainty and yet resolute. If you lack the courage to do so; you’ll just go round in daily grind. Dying day after day.

I don’t have any songs today. I don’t have anything to say. Words have left me and music is dead. I am sitting here dripping in solitary and thought; that what makes me bears the ticks of clock anymore.

Some part of me is dead inside; because it just died braving love against love. And now the remains of a hollow mind scream and echo inside me. What the fuck is this love? Is it really love or is it; the show that you have put on in front of the world; to show what a perfect being you are. Because if that it is, then you must know; no one is perfect.

I wish; I’d die right now sitting here; letting go of everything that is trapped inside.

Give me some hash, as I have spare life to billow. :)