Chewing On Glass…

There was a point to something
Raised to believe something that doesn’t exist
I’m not sure anymore this is what I want
Talking my way into another corner
This never ending cycle lives in my head
My words are my life but my life is silent
There was a point once to something
Raised to believe that in some way I mattered
I’m not sure anymore what I believe
Talking my way into the other side of the room
This never ending circumference lives in my mind
My actions reflections of my life but my life is empty
There was a point to something I forgot
Raised to believe some things aren’t for everyone
I’m not sure anymore this is something I need
Talking my way into another floor
This never ending regret lives inside my head
My existence is my life but my life is hollow
There has to be a point to something…

Missed my exit… now I’m just riding on…

It’s really the confusion that’s been pushing me around
Who I am or what I could be holding me back
Not sure it matters, but it feels like it does
Seems like enough to build something off of… It isn’t

Can’t seem to focus on anything you have to say…

Slipping through the atmosphere
Wouldn’t know you weren’t there
A bear shitting in the woods
And a tree must have fallen over
Wiping my ass with the bark
I’d say it hurts but I don’t know
Been drinking since about noon
If it’s twelve it’s twelve thirty some where
Bloods slipping through the cracks
Your hearts all broken up but
Let’s be honest with ourselves
We don’t really give a shit
Running across cloud nine… acids kicking in
Sliding down this chocolate mountain
Left behind for me to lay in
No one’s going to know the difference
Of what I meant… Not with enough lies
The only real currency of our time
Letting myself down more than you did
What did I expect from a friendship
A hand to hold me through the storm
Sad delusions of something we can’t feel
I knew the first time that I saw you
You’d leave me behind just like the rest of them

Is it really Tuesday already?… The time seems to slip right through my hands… along with everything else about this reality… I was thinking the other day about how I haven’t posted any updates about my next novel… I’m sure there was a reason for that… Still slashing away at my next idea for a project…

Working on two separate short stories that I can’t seem to end… or figure out where to post them… Is the website the best place to drop a twenty plus page story with no ending on?… That was a serious question… in case anyone thought I was joking… Understandably it is hard to take anything I say too seriously… Can’t say that isn’t on me…

In other news I will be back on Thursday for the answers to my very serious and honest question… To be fair though… I won’t probably look at the responses until next Tuesday at best… I could bore you with details about reality and time slippage… but I’m pretty sure I lead off with that… There are holes in my hands… cause unknown and no one is looking into it… Hereditary?…

Hope all is well…