Often I wonder and wander and wander some more until I get lost in thought, am I loosing my mind? Am I slowly but gently going insane? Am I finally breaking? For oh so many beautiful things, and beautiful sounds, and beautiful songs and melodies that fill my heart with so much joy and ravel my mind with many tales of love,mystery, and adventure. A traveling mind for the wandering soul. A traveling mind for the breaking psyche.
I often make the question of why I hold on? Why do I keep holding my self together? Why can i just simply let go of all these pieces and let myself break into insanity and stop, simply stop believing in what is of