ihateit

Often, I've had thoughts that I could place here.
And my mind has been spinning over the many things I thought.

What are my priorities?
What should I do first?
What should I do last?
What should I do?

Everyday is nearly the same,
Changes here, changes there.
A hidden face come out of the shadows,
And out of spite or something less than sour,
It spits out some sort of truth.

My body is still sore.
My laundry is running somewhere.
I need things, that are all achievable.
Yet the world...

No matter how many times,
And the many ways.
The many issues, and the reality of whats beyond me,
Is beyond what I can actually reach.

My ideologies are failure.
They will continue to be for the years to come.
Maybe we will fail better and better, until we're healed.

My biggest regret in this life,
Is the fact, I won't truly be there to see that day on Earth.