#3-15

I’m Okay 

I’m okay

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I’m very tired. The walls of my mind are closing in.

Something’s wrong and I’m so close to finishing.

Well, it’s very hard to appear calm when one’s hungry.

Dilapidated soul – torn structures.

Rain.

Hopeful. Doubtful. Uncontrollable baseness.

Greediness of the generations; I feel it in my core and my… iterations.

What does it even mean to care so much that one falls betwixt judgements?

A Wind…

The fallen... a moment of silence.

Maybe the embarrassment will help me find more emotions?

I was noticed in my nostalgia.

I’m too vague and it puts me in danger.

Exhausted.

Fallen in love; risen in lust.

Nothing can be unlearned easily.

Damaged weapons and stolen goods in our voices.

Nothing I write makes sense.

Shouldn’t be repeated.

Nothing in recursion… recursion.

Stressing the stressed.

Once again… too vague.

I sleep through this lifetime.

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Blue

Blue.

Blue is what I think of.

But blue can mean many things.

Bruises, the sky, social media applications, eyes, sadness, tranquility.

It depends on the person.

I guess it depends on me right now.

This item.

It means nothing to me.

This image.

Means a lot to others.

Something I maintain a neutrality towards and yet…

Yet I feel drawn towards it.

It requires too much from me.

More than I can handle at the moment.

At this moment, I can barely handle anything.

Everything is going well for me and yet I feel this way.

There must be something wrong with me.

This image is vague like a memory.

But it holds no memories in my mind.

It must be me, then?

I don’t even know.

man I don’t know