Relief

I held a rose out to the world, to see if anyone would take it. People glanced in apathy, the guys thought I was gay and the ladies thought I was an idiot. The world has grown emotionless, it’s not my place to care and will not pretend to

All i do is write about what I think. To relieve my mind from these thougths that constantly clutter my mind, filling my heart with emptiness. The emptiness represents something greater within me, I guess you can say somewhere within that puzzle which has not been filled lies the answer, the reason why I am alive, the reason why life is instead of not being.

I shall find that puzzle piece if its hidden in the thorns of the bushes I shall dig them up, even with torn skin until I reveal the beautiful tasteless truth. I am not sure how that will help me but it is something I have to do