Changing

-Just A few thoughts I go through everyday.

With my days getting shorter.

my time is fastly passing me by..and adult hood is slowly creeping up on me

with a few bumps occuring on my skin..i just cant handle this

my insight has changed..ive changed

theyve changed. the mirrored masks no longer match.

who are they?

who am i?

I feel like im losing sight of who i am along the way with

picking up the pieces ive left behind.

discovering newer traits and losing others.

its hiding in drawer...my feeelings

slowly drowing.

my emotions suffocating my voice

Im tired..

im restless.

the war is already lost, and i no longer want to pick up my sword

its better to walk alone. live alone

than to wonder in the clouds only to be shot down.

Author's Note

These are a bit old, I do not edit them often but I need insight to become a better writer.

Reviews

[Satan]

The war was never lost, it has only just begun ;)

[AdrianaEckhart20]

that is honestly very true. At the time of writing this i felt like it was lost.

[Misery]

This is a great concept. The structure allows for honest and deep expression.
May I ask why you do not edit more often?

[AdrianaEckhart20]

I don't really edit just because it's honestly hard for me to even go back and re-read my writing. I lose interest in feeling and lose sense of my mental state if I go and edit things on my own. If I get feedback that gives me a different state to except others opinion, and allow them to intercept with mine. This allows me to go back and review what I wrote and get a better idea of some what of an acceptable submission.