what is wrong with me?

The night burns with the smell of lust and excitement. Nobody knows why there are so many ghosts lining the streets. Only the innocence of a child could bring any kind of relief to the darkness and there are no more children. Life is taking an awkward turn towards what could be called a nullifying intensity. The kind of kick that one feels inside when they want to do something, anything but don’t know what it is they can do. But numbing oneself is not an option anymore. Its been too long down that route and it is not a release any longer. What happens now will define the true meaning of ones living. If you fall now you will not rise again. Slip now and there won’t be a second chance. Slip now and you won’t live anymore. Keep fighting and there might be hope. Far from being a sure thing but a light at the end of the tunnel none the less. What will you decide? Do you even have a say? Walk now, make a move, keep your balance and stride. Peel through what is in front. Doesn’t matter how, just walk. Be brave and step. Turn away from the gaze of the demon and you will be consumed when your not looking. Don’t allow it. Stand strong, use the fear to fuel rage to pummel the walls to the ground. Break yourself but don’t let up. Let the cuts rip across your chest, it can’t hurt you, doubt will. Can you stride? Can you? How far can you search before realizing it was always in front of you. The answers were never meant to be found. This was the destiny written for us and you will finally have it. Can’t take it from you, your boldness, I am careless. Futuristic panorama.