sitting in the mist eventhough the mist does not exist...
the total calmness of the breeze
made me fall into a trance,that seemed to
last for eternity...
i look up into the sky and wonder why i even try...
the planet revolves around me,
never will it revolve around it...I wonder what it will feel
like to drift away into space
and realize the space is already taken...I see myself
dying and going into heaven,
then being excepted...i would cry as soon as god said,
you are my son and never will be forsaken...
i remaness about the evil in are hearts, and only
remember satan...
i only have 3 words for him, fuck you satan...could you
imagine being in hell with no shiny bells
2 call someone when your going threw hell...I might as
well kill myself over and over into attributes of
eternal delerium...
for my life is deplited beyond reconition...just like the
voice of helium as it echoes through you
like petrafied children...everyday existence...you and
everything you need to function...
why cant i just dissapear...make my own non existence
to be in peace...
i ask you are you consistent?...i ask you are you
really alive?...
i must become something special...or i dont need
to be...you will never see me...
as i walk threw the valley of nothingness...or is it nothing?...
never answer that question...