Nobody but you?

Unable to think, unable to breath, unable to see reality, my thoughts no longer lead my life. As my dreams are long forgotten I lay here unable to think, unable to breath. My perfect state of mind is no longer so perfect. As I gasp for a bit of air I no longer struggle. I’m crashing down and there’s nobody to save me. Who to rely on when you’re down? Who to trust? Who to blame? Were ever you might go the only thing you can bestow your trust on is your perfect state of mind. But as my state of mind is no longer who do I bestow my trust on?

My addiction

“Love” is like a drug it leaves me wanting more. I can’t live whit out it and it can’t live whit out me. As our souls are in twin by faith I can’t leave its side. As my addiction won’t let me be, the days go on whit out a sense of reality. My world revolves around my addiction “love”. As my senses are longer gone so is my will power to brake free. So I wait till I rot away to brake free from my addiction. As we are one binned by the will to forgive we never leave. As “love” does me wrong I forgive it for its sins. How could something so good be so bad? For time is longer my only savior I rely on it to set me free. As my days turn grey I live a life desired by “love”. As I lose it bit by bit I seek only my addiction for comfort. Were I go it goes, were I lay it lays, by my side till time due us apart. “love” is my addiction…….. So whats yours?

what to do?

When the days are stolen from me so is the faith to move on. One by one the days are no longer mine and bit by bit my faith slips away. What to do when there’s nothing to do? How do you replenish your self? How do you get back what is yours? Is faith what makes you, you? Or is it just a state of mind were dreams never mean a thing. Places were dreams come true the inner mind of the soul. But to have a soul there must be faith? And to have faith there must be a motivation. But for motivation to become reality you need faith. So were do I start?