Sometimes... things just get a bit too much.
The words wage war on each other in your mind and to make sense of it all is torturous.
And you know you should be happy because this used to make you happy, but there's too much pain and too much noise, to take in the sunshine.

The emotions brew like a volcano underneath as you're trying to suppress them, but the more you try the more angry they seem to get and turn on you instead.
Finally they rupture and your left in a broken mess on the floor. All the words come spilling out making no sense. All the emotions pours through your open wounds. And nothing will stop it.

You think that once it's over.
Once all the emotion has leaked out
All the words have swarm out of your mouth like bees
That it would all make sense
And the night will turn bright.

But somehow... during that moment of silence...
Before the storm they say...
The words and the emotions seem to sneak back in.
It seems you're their residence
And their fleeing was only to refuel.

So you decide your next strategy.
Never stop moving.
Never stop to think.
And never stop to feel.

The music will drown out the noise
Because whatever the words create are better than the ones in your head.
And if you run... long enough and hard enough.
Maybe you can escape your emotions...
Dance hard into the sea until the waves take you out.

It's all a matter of living today.. and dying tomorrow.


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I'm back from devon btw.
Will write about that tomorrow.
Also write more YEYNESS to Alex for buying me a Subscription!
<3 you xxx