Bruised from confusion

No control, No limits…

Just in a state of utter destruction…

No more shining… no more luster….

just a stone designed to be thrown.

what purpose does it hold..

apart from pain… apart from memory…

am i just a stone meant for the condemned.

to fly across space and time…

only destined to land at the ruins.

am i just a stone,

designed to be carved the initials of the maker..

slowly but surely…

looming through the mists of the past…

i am dust….

fading across winds..

i disintegrate… i scatter..

Dragged and Lost

I grieve for the death of patience.

a second lost is eternity.

lost in the pace of society

all agog to experience life…

inept to compel the sloth or speed…

I am subdued.

I drown in the sands of time

squandering what’s left… i gasp.

no patience. no thought. no time.

I am ravaged.

AMBAGES

Life’s labyrinth…

We all search for purpose…
We all get lost….

And every wrong turn… You think you’ll know the way… But no.

You’re still lost…

And you struggle… You get impatient… You panic…
Cause somehow… You hate to move without knowing what’s coming…

Especially with that screaming voice in your head that’s thinking what’s in the end is
Nothing…
It’s not what you want.
You’re wasting it.

That all this time you push and you push… You’ve run miles in search of that way out of the maze…
And only to find out you’re just back to square one.
You’re in the same friggin spot as before.
Nothing has changed. You’re still lost. And you still don’t know what’s happening.. Or what you’ve done wrong… And if you’ve done anything right after all.. deep down you’re thinking… Maybe… 

You never really wanted to get out of the maze…

Cause confusion excuses you from doing.
Confusion excuses you to making decisions…
Confusion excuses you from making mistakes… answering the wrong questions…
And facing the fact that you have to move on.
Cheers to growing up. :|