l0stwithalice

I have come to the conclusion...I am my own worst enemy...afraid of failure...afraid of not being what people expect of me...afraid of not being able to carry the world on my shoulders... I cannot be that enemy anymore... sigh... "Ive had a little bit to drink and its making me think...that i can jump ship and swim and the ocean will hold me...because theres got to be more then this boat i am in..." Ani

What is beyond the blackness... void... the overwhelming concept of fragile mortality... the theory of nonexistence pushing its way through my bloodstream and laying eggs in my subconscious... to never again feel the warmth of your being conquering my skin, not even expired but beyond that...the world going on as if my soul was never present... What if we are just empty bodies... soulless... merely accidents with no purpose, God can be the maggots cleansing a gorge of rotting flesh... but all is futile... life is too short... and the theory of God can only ease the muddled infestation of thoughts so much....before i return to the vo

As I get older I found I have learned all the scientific explanations of the world beyond the looking glass, leaving only more confusion on how I will escape.