It’s those decisions that eat away at your soul, that make everyday a living regret. Walking alone on a path far from reality and everything that is real, I will disappear slowly. I passed the point of recognition and have decided to go on. Nothing will stop. I am a destructive man made spore, an organism that lives and breathes off of self-infliction. Seen or unseen I will destroy myself. No matter how hard you pull I will push away. It’s all of the choices that were made that have made me what I am today. Now it is my hand, it’s my turn to play and I am folding. Out, this game is not worth playing. Two of a kind, not worth paying twice for the same mistake. Broken down and lost the light can be seen but the hope is failing. I can’t step up to this, with every step I take another bruise I make. These falls are fatal, and honesty won’t save me this time. No matter how this turns out my tissue is scarring, ripping at the seams I’m coming undone. This day is just like the rest and I’m done putting it to the test. Tonight was lovely and I’d like to keep it that way. Goodnight my lover. lemme know what u think..thanks