I wasn't brave enough to go...

You inched yourself across the great divide,

while we drove aimlessly along the line.

I heard nothing but the bass in every ballad that you'd play,

while you swore the universe read your mind.

But the world is scared of hesitating things,

they only shoot the birds who cannot sing.

And I'm finally aware of how shitty and unfair.

it was to stare ahead like everything was fine.

Time won't wait on me...

I once believed in faith - that if I patiently waited, something good will happen. But as it turns out, the chapter I am in, does not really have a happy ending. Just a series of unfortunate events that I am forced to deal with while I'm bombarded by the voices in my head. So once again, I find myself devastated. Months have gone by and it doesn't feel like I've grown at all. I've tried several times to adjust my mindset, but ended up in the same ending. It was always a different title, same story; different choices made but ending up with the same plot and finale. Now I think I am done. Utterly broken by this never ending maze, destined to wander endlessly and finally giving up faith.

Dance halls, another cadence...