Time

my mood is wanting to float away in the ocean and freeze to death from the cool ocean  waves. I want to slowly sink into the pits of the ocean while I flashback all the highlights of my life. I want to remember of the first time I’ve loved, my first kiss, and hurt until my body sinks to the bottom pits of the ocean as my skin brushes against the almost froze-like sand and it sits on my body for ages until I wither and decay and become an embodied soul in the deep sad blue.

Life is pretty fucked up if you think about it. It’s always been fucked up.

I just want to touch and enjoy every inch and crease of my skin while I can before I age and regret not taking the advantage of it as I sit in a retirement home and recollect the experiences I’ve had to face in life while I sit and watch children visit. These children will soon rule the society and community as we know it and there is no stopping time to forbid the age coming. These kids would soon face the same fate and heartache eventually, we all will, and nobody, not even you, can stop it.