Thoughts racing thru your brain. Is there really hapiness in life. Does anyone ever get a happily ever after? Who ever knows when enough is enough? Thoughts bleeding thru your brain. An addiction you can't seem to let go. Where do you stop and when do you go? Who ever knows the right decisions in life. Why can't god just give us a handbook to this fucked up thing we call life? Does he have a sick sense of humor or do we just fuck it up all by ourselves.? Do we ever completly grow up? We are always under someones thumb? Is this life or just a really bad dream?
You see it in his eyes. Bleeding from his brain. Is he even curable? Or are you just going insane. How much do you help and when do you walk away? You see it coursing thru his veins killing him slowly. Do you watch him kill himself or do you reach out to help? OR LET him go til he helps himself?
SICKNESS......is it curable. Crazy, disturbed, selfish motherfucker.
