To The Beat of A Blood Red Sun…
So I wonder if there is a way to get under the skin? Maybe you somehow plant a seed of doubt and then just maybe the guilt will blossom. I think this works… But what do I know. Obviously I don’t catch on as quick as I thought. People can be deceiving… No matter what you think you know about them, they still find a way to keep something from you. However the longer you know someone and the better of friends you become or the more time you have to deal with that person secrets somehow dance out of these beings in weird and twisted ways.
I think that it would be nice to let the bridges collapse and carry on in a new nameless place. One where I can’t be found… This standing up straight and taking this in all the time is growing old. I’d much rather be all hands and knees, and then non of it would matter.
Love is not a cure, its not an addiction, its an instinct. One that we attach ourselves to with the people we think we trust, count on, and believe in. I’m just not in the mood anymore. But it’s not worth loosing sleep over… And yes I over analyze even the simplest of things… But I won’t be dragged down this time.
I never thought you could pick some of the worst company to call your friends and lovers. But in less then 21 years I have found and picked my fair share. And my heart still pounds in a very large way, but I will keep that thud to myself now. I will stick to these rolls were all just trying to play in a world of nauseam.
