I fear these nights, the cold ones with no lights. the lets just talk, that turn into a fight. tears that fill your vision and bring you to rash decisions , faded perhaps jaded. these feelings are intense as i have already before stated .

dreams and screams i think i forgot what it means , to feel the warmth of the sun beaming down on me . so suddenly i feel my blood rushing over me , God found me inside a place with no location . what it would be to have a mental vacation. finding fate in this conclusion chaos and confusion . these gifts i have been abusing , confusing i know because i don't even know, what exactly what i have concluded into reality . is this me ? the real me ? am i awake ? real ? or fake? truth? or mistake?