The darkness within engulfs the outer presence.. Am I sinking or am I just surfacing.. does the true essence of once personality comes in the darkest of all times???
Is there a destination? or are we better without one?? shall I just follow those basic of all instincts?? how many of us do?? but if it is that personal then why is it about others?
How can you have target to aim at when all you want to do is destroy the last shreds of communal loving into pieces??
Will I ever straighten out this twisted, intoxicated, morsel of a life??? Or do I enjoy the flow of nothingness way too much?
Why don't you find amusements in these anecdotes of life any more??
When did the guilty pleasures lost there 'guilt' ????
Is it time to stop asking questions ans start building up answers??
I think it is.... ;)
