Not your average human. Traveler/Writer/Thinker
A year ago I didn’t think I’d be here.
I didn’t think things would work out.
I didn’t think I would make it.
I didn’t think I had any value.
I still have friends right? Just some folks I talk to for more than 5 minutes each day.
Yeah I got me some of them.
I am trapped in the world of my own mind.
Thoughts dash and clash like shooting stars.
Memories flash and pass like racing cars.
Senses turn off as darkness comes in.