Thoughts of an assassin.
As harsh as these words are, these thoughts are not so hard to come by. How easy is it to be stressed? So much so that you want to just lash out on anything that moves.
Or better yet just shun everyone else out because of fear of what you might want to do. Please don't get me confused, I have no intent to harm anyone, but this is just how I feel.
Sometimes one has so much going on inside of them, its easy for the mind to go blank and simultaneously think of so much and nothing at all.
My heart is heavy and full of despair. But what fuels a hopeless heart?
Perhaps thoughts of hope and change and beliefs that there is light at the end of the tunnel.
My longing for hope decreases tenfold each day because my heart is always left hungry with no change in sight. Certainly not enough to begin to satisfy my hearts voracioius appetite. So what happens?, I grow immune. Immune to loss, to failures, I reject the notion that good things will come to good people. Quite frankly, it never does!
On my Sade Shit right now. "I feel like I am the King of Sorrow"
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