Numb Introspection
I always fell short of greatest. One step behind hurts a lot more than completely missing the mark. But that's just me. It's like I was never good enough... Confronting my demons in this time of introspection. But my quality time just seems to be numbing my emotions. Wake up a corpse, tire from nothing and ask if there's a nutritional malfunction... And the cycle continues... My mind is running wild like a wildfire. Earth is at a standstill but I'm like a windmill... going wherever the wind blows, And hoping for the best, but the wind is giving me anxiety. I am not an addict. The mind is my prison... It craves that which I shouldn't. And once in a while, I allow it to pull me in... Until next time, à tout à l'heure.💋 Please read, +1, comment your thoughts and don't forget to share.🌼