But where to start.
A million things are going through me, swirling and whirling. More than usual.
Where to begin and what will the end look like. Is there an end to this swirling and whirling.
So I put on the last CD by Maylene & The Sons Of Disaster and rock out.
Rock out may be my 'space out'. Maybe even 'block it out'. As usual.
It's all very much thought over. Let's block it out and let Henry Rollins take the wheel.
I can not handle the swirling and whirling. It's a ticking time bomb.
And it's been years since I last heard that tick tick tick so bad.
The outcome turned out to be one big disaster.
And I'm pleading...this time, let it be in my favor.
There are a few things I want, that I need, and I've got none of it.
So let's move forward like I always do. Like a zombie, going through the motions of life.
Not knowing. Wanting but not having. With desire and passion, that keeps haunting.
Not finding the right words so to not speak at all. Frozen by fear.
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