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I have been dodging bullets all my life.
all I learned is running.
my shoes are ripped and torn from this route.
It seems I am faded, living like I am the only one alive.
where is happiness. Its not something obtainable.
always out of reach. What to do what to do.
when everything is out of reach.

I am losing my grip on trying grasp what I love.
I live alone. no one calls my telephone.
Its not a bother or a burden but it makes things easier.
I am only safe in the confinement of my home.
Is there a difference between being comfortably alone and loner.
I am lying to my self. for sure for I am uncomfortably numb.
I don't believe in miracles anymore
I am losing faith in dreams.

I am a lost cause.
there's much of us in the world.
a first world failure. This goes out to struggle and fighting demons in your sleep.
Ive been there a few times. Ill press on. I dont have a reason to why yet.
something is keeping me alive and for that I wont try and second guess it.
If you can't sleep because you are dodging bullets
where dreams seem impossible.
This is for you. whatever the hell that means.
I am just trying to fight and give this hell of a life hell back.
Its not too late. even tho I feel as if i missed my chance.
I am so many times only thinking about myself.
this is my sound of desperation.
keep moving pushing.
I wont go in depth of my burdens.
but its enough to fight mirrors.
but its still not enough to give up on dreams.
as empty as ambition is. its all i have.
and take in the beauty. the smell the feel of life.
let that be your reason to get through troubles.
pain is addicting when smiling feels so awkward
know ive been there. Dont forget.
This is an act of desperation.
to leave my impression and inspire anyone who wants to learn a life lesson.