Realize

Sometimes I feel like I’ve kept my brain and my heart separated and as a result, my demeanor is numb but yet lying out for all to see. But after years of introspection real eyes have realized that in keeping my emotions and depression at bay, the current leaves my emotions lost in a sea. The things that bother me I continue to deal with every day, I play out all my hands until all my stress has been left astray I’m deserted emotionally but I don’t fill up on fluids in fear of drinking the wrong poison. And sometimes even though my options are limited I always seem to make the wrong choices. Even though my wrongs are prevalent, the rights/writes I do find are illegibly irrelevant. And even if the cursive emotions I do sketch out are elegant, the blotched out pen take the class out of the interpersonal course of my words and make it celibate Sometimes I feel like I live a hollow existence in which I exist in one tense. And other times I feel like my scent determines others’ perception in a sense even if talk is cheap and these words won’t even bring me any cents. Sometimes I feel like innocence is a reflection of our inner sense, and that inner sense is a result of the fire that burns in our spiritual cense It leads me to reflect on the lighter side of life and conversely, the things that have burned. And though I’ve noticed that people say they have my back, I know it just means until my back’s turned. I’ve also heard people say that for me they were here. But I’ve learned that it means they’ll only listen to the words they want to hear Life is like a movie with free admission but you get charged bi-weekly for air. Cause sometimes things happen spontaneously and when we need help, we find the ones clogging our oxygen don’t even care