Blur

my life is a blur.

I keep moving and jiving and grooving but never standing still

I don’t remember the last time I felt at peace

I may look like I’m living life to the fullest when in reality I’m a shell of who I used to be

I’ve burned out

I am like a hollowed out long that has been eroded over time by it’s environment

But in these hollowed halls of my every changing soul

I am ready for change

For rebirth

For a new beginning

I may not be who I once was

But I’m only getting started