Sunday, 1 January 2017

Tripping off the floor far from sleep
Keeping a distance, a safe one from all the bullshit
I slay, sulk , withdraw all the core necessities of being
Because I believe that sleep will throw me into sanity.
Sanity of being judgemental, of being religiously blind, of being racist, communist, of holding on to mistakes and then thinking all  night, am I the only one to cripple like a grasshopper and think that grass is always greener on the other side?
And therefore I go with amnesia, to be left by abundance of abandonment, of being a socialistic animal and not a human. For all I am and all I ll be is what I dream with a blind streak.


  1. You did it, finally. Years from now, you'll realize it's the biggest small step towards your personal growth. Proud of you. :*