there is no rest I imagined I did and I didn't really...

so overexposed in this undefined world

it does not surprise me but I'm disappointed I have been breaking down for way before I recognised it.

and now the mental beast inside me does not want to say "I wasted all this time"

and it's just enough to really confuse me
and the urgency to find 'upbeat'

I don't want to fall apart..and knowing my pieces are scattered around the place anyway!

chances are I can keep being a skeleton

clinky clattered bone disaster....
I rode my brand new bicycle tonight in the dark in the wonderful fragrance of spring....

clumsy bonedead brain alive society ghost eats junkfood at a bus stop all alone.....

counts his breaths just to get home
there is no confidence here....it's permanent shame and deliberate darkness.....

so only when I break down do I find out I have been breaking the whole time!

I cannot fall to pieces and understand why at the same time....

but I guarantee I will fall to pieces

my personal puzzle is never complete it seems