Another Day {Part 2}

In a fruitless journey, only misery remains in memory. Virtue now seems blurry. Pain a constant, and the heavy blow blatant. Don’t wanna live, don’t care to die. Pensive again, thus a deep sigh. Emotions I’ve abused. Feelings bruised. I am distant and confused. Adjectives negatively charged. I am blocked and barred in mental anguish. Dismiss my fondest wish. Lapsing reality, finding me happy in happenstance lacking any romance, so with hateful fire I dance. I am a solo projectile smashing in an indiscernible pile. Caught in a human mix of the quick fix and fatal error of perpetual terror. Another day. I curse yesterday as I walk in reverse. I rehearse never to play to my disarray. To the outlets I say a hearty hooray for the numbing of my dismay. It hurts to be alive, thru this existence please God help me survive.

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About Dionys

I am perpetually seeking the aesthetics found in the realm of diverse creative arts. I am often dedicated to producing creative projects also. I balance my intellectual pursuits with various action sports. I consider physical fitness important along with adequate nutrition. I am an avid traveler and an explorer of wild places. I am Biblically Literate therefore a Believer in Jesus.
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