You have reached, a broken yet whole person.
Leave your inhibitions and typecasting behind.
I will get back to your judgments another day.

In another life.

If i am not asleep for now
If i am not thinking aloud
If i am not taking a bow
Or you incessantly asking me how

Will you even realise the connotations in my words? Or the lies you want me to speak so lightly of?

I do not know love.

I realise these moments in time are incoherent. Well, i am afraid i cannot help you there love, since the thoughts in my head has lost the cohesion and i can only remember less and less and thats one of the drawbacks of deteriorating.

Or dying, if you like.

fuck this.