Feeling Under the Weather and Under the Knife
This is my mess of a life.
Life is like a stupid rollercoaster. I'll be fine but it will only be temporary so i guess I'll just keep riding these waves forever, truth is nothing get's better. I've been feeling under the weather, cold and wet. My eyes weary and every tear hits the ground along with my heart. These words are art because one day I'll be dead and someone will read these dreadful thoughts coming out of my head. My soul is a masterpiece that got broken piece by piece, i am fragile and no longer a whole. I'm sitting here with a hole in my chest, waiting for the day i rest. For all those who undressed my spirit have also shattered my reality, this is my tragedy called a life.