Happy February

We are so dependant on calenders and clocks. Why can't I leave when I wish to leave, sleep when I feel like sleeping, miss when I feel like missing?

Supposed to get a snowstorm where I live tonight, blizzard warning starting at 7pm.

Running

Sprinting
Breathing

The higher I fly, the harder I crash.

I get so excited
So pumped
So happy
So joyful
So optimistic
For nothing.
Just messing.
Its over.
No more.
And then i fall
Into the deep abyss
Of life
Depression

Malfunction

People people people
And I crash
Loud and clear

Into the brick wall of the world.

The sheer forces of reality knock me back.
Thoughts ricochet around my head
I crash hard
And it lasts and lasts
I  try and try
No hope no faith.
I just want to be free.
The higher I fly.. The harder I crash.

"I am tomorrow, or some future day,

what I establish today. I am today what I

established yesterday or some previous day."