The countless days of being in a haze; I want to presume I'll never feel the dark cloud over my mind again. But then again, I want to be prepared...I wont let it bury me again. I can feel this sense of calm deep inside that makes me want to smile, makes me want to keep going, clear away the murky grey that lurks just beneath the surface...
waiting to devour it's prey once more.
I think I'll be able to put things together, be able to build myself up again...now that they've broken me.
I've got music bouncing around off my eardrums, making my fingertips type accordinly to the pound of the base. I want to jump inside it's beat and move like it does. I will stay determined, they can't take that away from me, not my hopes and dreams.
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