I lost me in myself.
In the shallow waters of lies and deceptions. Fallen in the deep waters of the mind and ego traps. Fighting against this, feels so quickly like a lost cause, because the preparation doesn't even exist, the work is heavy and the body runs away.
How to get things done? They're not, they just stand in the corners getting spider webs and dust. And in that time the soul cries in disharmony, screaming for actions that don't come. What happened? It should be easier than before, but it turned the other way around.
Ideas tucked away in a corner. Pulsing with energy, but from a dying star. If even with myself I can't give love, how to other people?!
Living in the wheel, looking for the instant adrenaline, staying in the poverty of the weekend trap. Routines that crashed because the support got cracked again.