Me

I don't wanna talk about me tonight

I'd talk about you, but since I cant code, you're back to being the United States, Brazil, China, etc.



Sometime life feels like Heaven and more so than not,

Everything will work out

I try to pray everyday and feel it when I'm walking

Where I am and where I wanna go

Lord knows how it'll unfold

Ok I didn't wanna do this but I got to in order to advance this post

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Last week or so, I was walking back home from work.
It's 9pm and pouring out.
Rains hitting my face and I'm drenched, feeling like shit
 Thinking of shit, the shit I'm in

I wanted to feel so bad
Couldn't
The greater gears of the outerworld working in me
Cause I knew things may be bad in these seconds
Yet they are mostly good
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I want to be a monster so bad
I want to be a bad person so I'll have an excuse
Have an excuse, one that I can own the shit out of

But I can't play that card
Its not even in my deck
And as I let my mind go so far off this website, computer,
this space
I'll end here

Lord knows what I pray for nearly everyday

Later Days, Longer Nights