I'm back in my kitchen writing.
ten months past and my apartment set just the way I want it minus the house, garage, and garden.
introspection is my game as I am serenated by metal music that my brother left behind in his rein of torment
Fueled by rage and resentment. The story of my life.
Here I sit in a battle with myself.
Fighting about how people should be, when I should throw in the towel
I have set up my fortress of protection 2000miles away and I still invite the enemy in, so that I might feel the chaos I once grew up in
Sorrow strikes as I think of the lost souls still marinating the illusions of their perception of reality
My reality sets in
I must flee the people supporting this fantasy land
this disillusion that everything is perfect in their little world
I say if my world doesn't exist then neither does yours
Slander my name and I forget that yours ever existed
Support the devil and receive the weight of his world
I can't not be interrupted
I need to prepare my future
Blind my peripheral so that I no longer get distracted by meaningless banter
Create a new story
Be a single entity
Love thy self
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