Bogus things.

a single attempt at something held in contempt..

i dont read, i rarely write, my vision is only thru sight.. seeing what
no one else see's benifits me in many ways..

although at first daunting,it gets enjoyable until the haunting..seeing
too much makes u read too much,seeing things that dont even bring
happiness. sadness springs to mind, negative or positive... not
sure

there is no cure for this, its a pure-ist vision,the open minded
blinded by kind things... seeing what you believe in?,counteracting
what you dont..?

its hard to tell. attention goes to those who need it least,feeling go
on those who use them well... u have little control.

time takes its toll,people become deluded.

feelings are mixed, mind becomes clogged,bogged by those things need
not be there...creating nostalgia of those events that need not be
there.

peeling away,winding down.. mind becomes relaxed,sacked by those who
employed it,yourself.. resting only as u tell it..

things which have happened ..have happened,u cant change that, u can
think about it but thats that. Bringing a smile to my face,remembering
certain things..the place.

the time,the feel, the tension. fustration and confusion...music
feeding the thoughts ur both feeling.. allowing you to live in ways u
cannot view due to the dew that breezes thru.

clouding your eyes,the obvious becomes blaitant, nothing said at first
all comes at once.
u dont kno how to react..

thoughts become black...visions become dark..
things turn sour, not by decision...

sometimes it best not to think, go by the brink of life, allow things
to take u as opposed to taking it yourself. going with flows normally
leads u places u cannot sink into, whether dark or light...its rarely
bright...just neutral. the best way to be.