A depressive state, A state of mind, To realise your fate, To release your binds. I look into the world aghast and on high, I wonder to myself if i see the truth or just a lie. Are we bound by codes, Is it just a surprise, Religion it seems is steeped in lies. I wonder alone, none but myself. The ends of the world naught but a shelf. It is real what I perceive and what makes me tick, or am I confused just blind or too thick. I see all around a variety of styles the mislaid apprehension, abhorrent, beguiled. Can others see what I try and portray, or am I to realise I am not ready for this day.
Old Today Is it me, is it my mind or am I actually holding my daemons back! I am a child of my own weakness or am I destined to struggle through challenging my own thoughts and fears and living each day in a varying state of emotion.....?
Sadness Such harshness shall not befall everybody as they are aware of how to communicate with the world around them whilst I remain resolute in my inability to comprehend even the smallest of gestures. It is with great sadness hat I have to admit to myself that I am probably and unfortunately destined to live a #life alone bereft of love and caring and with a heavy heart. "We are born into this world alone and leave it alone and it seems travel through it alone".
Destiny Perhaps destiny is true, perhaps we have an invisible path that we follow without knowing. Could it be true that we are destined to live our lives by a predetermined route that we have no control over. Or is it that we have many paths that are already laid out for us and at certain points in our lives we unknowingly choose a direction or juncture that decides the next phase of our lives.
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