You just get lost in the madness,
Spend your days trying to get back to “that past state of mind”,
Spend your days trying to get rid of it or fight against it or try to live normal and it all fails.
Trying to find the cure, find yourself in this never ending dark absurdity of life. Circus of mind, a train with many complexities that never ends.
Looking for a answer, a cure, the cause, a way out, a way against or for, the fixing or undoing, internal life external life everything.
You try to wake up,
To the grand opening of the curtains, and being back to normal and yourself again.
But on the real, many people and I mean many have spend years and years trying to do so, and those curtains opening up is when they die, and then they wake up from this “dream”.
So I gave up, I gave in, it’s all over.
I sat on the ground outside today, lit up a smoke and finally understood what madness was, everything it was and is and will ever be.
It is a waste of life. It’s just that.
A waste of life.