:: the melancholic outcast ::

The chilling midnight breeze churned its way
through the open shields of my mindfield.

This slow drive home seemed to take forever,
distance unfairly multiplied as I weigh heavy thoughts
with the desired attention I have to give to this arduous trail.
This one-way ticket is bound by its enemy.
Time. It plays hostility.
Random convictions cloud this temperamental disposition.
Will the sun greet me again tomorrow?
It drifts further every time you exhale.

Before any unexpected departure,
randomly I shall add;
that family is bliss, love is hope, friends are treasures.
Be joyous regardless of bad episodes.
Each past educates us by testing the present for lessons in the future.
Let's celebrate liberation and deface contradictions.
Let's glorify supreme excellence and nullify sorrow.
Let's hail fraternity and disregard animosity.

Choose wisely. Live freely. Rage peacefully. Love tenderly.

Such heavy conceptions. Enough of this brief mind-fucking cogitations.

Forgive me.

As I tried to return this lethargy back to its crib,
I was once again back to my sleepless zone.
An overworked mind gives this body the curse of insomnia.
A screwed bodyclock going against all tranquilities.
What needs to be done is the transmission of a .50 caliber.
The cure this mindless malady.
I know some here shares this affection.

But hey, don't judge me.
Those are just temporary places
I've been through yields and triumphs.

2:10am. Rest well, my loves.

Bring along a fucking good dream.