I now know why it is this way. A feeling so soft words can't describe. Murky waters in my way. Losing my identity. Dark green treetops so high words fly.
Anger meets hatred and sorrow is created.
My machine gun of thoughts, shooting inward and upward never outward for the Yellow sky dreams of me. Wanting myself to end this insanity. Creating a scene vivid in your imagination You're so pathetic. Give me a chance. Going tomorrow today won't end, Seeing red come out of the wound.