We can’t out run them, we can only hold on until they take over.
Emotion clouds judgement, but it is in this we must trust.
I’ve never known which is is right, emotion or intellect, I act and await the result.
After the lights go out on you
Eventually it all ends
But I fight to keep it the same
The world is cruel
I will end where I began
Life is a long road
Filled with bitterness and joy
With smiles and tears
Laughter and sadness
Are those people who make me feel
Ever more happy and content
They guide me through troubled times
Forgetting all the hate
I thank them
Those saving me from being lost
Clearing the path of muddy leaves
I can see it now
The real path
My eyes are open
I am free…
If you can see, I shouldn’t need to tell you
You will never understand me
There is only one thing which separates you from everyone you aspire to be… it’s one simple thing and you will never have it until you realise nothing else matters.
The commitment to achieve no matter the cost, that is what make the difference between you and everyone in your way.
The tie has been severed
A prideful choice
Words of truth were forced out through anger
The dawn breaks and life begins a new
Take the rope of freedom you’ve now been bestowed and hang yourself with it.
A mighty argument it was.
Truths were told and each persons true nature was revealed.
My loathing is truly frightening. To think you can care so little for someone who raised you for so long, it’s strange to feel that numb to it all but after years of the broken record repeating itself what else can be expected really. I guess years of the same things being thrown in your face slowly kill all the nerve endings.
The time has come to now venture the world and see what else is out there. I will survive as always and wait patiently for the day it’s all mine.
Things seemed to level out for a brief period, but now it seems thing are reverting back to the way they were.
I say ‘levelled out’ easier to cover up is what I mean. It’s just easier not to admit what’s really going on inside your head, people don’t ever really want to hear the truth anyway.
Yesterday I could see the frustration in her eyes, she wants to have me commit or at least make a promise that there will be some form of larger commitment. I have never done well with being forced in to a corner, it only makes me more dangerous in the sense that I will do everything I can to get out of the corner, no matter the cost. Much like the days in the ring, Oh how I miss them so.
Beginning to reminisce the endless hours I spent fighting I always made sure I had control of the ring or arena. Never straying from the centre unless it was to counter strike or a part of my larger plan, I do miss fighting… I miss the honour, I miss how it is only you and him, nothing else matters in that moment. Win or lose, nothing is simpler. You either win the fight or you don’t, no areas of grey, only how it should be.
I guess I’ve always felt this way about life. You are either in control or you’re being backed in to a corner. Offered ultimatums by those who care because just like you they want so badly to win.
As selfish as it sounds it’s my life, I will do things on my terms. I will do things when I’m ready and nothing will ever change that… Perhaps that’s why I always end up alone, because I see everything as a challenge, a fight that has to be won because although we speak about ‘compromise’ that to me is simply a fancy word for losing.
A compromise always favours the victor.
To the victor go the spoils.
After the lights go out on you
After your worthless life is through
I will remember how you scream
It’s spiteful and mean
I hope you’re scared
I can’t afford to care
I can’t afford to care.