Wake up

i was almost going into the same patterns of self-destruction that if i wasn't as careful, it would have been too late...

phew....it was lucky that i decided to pack my room again today, and for awhile my mind was clear and running at its bare minimal...
i wasn't thinking too hard about anything....each time i picked up another under-appreciated piece of relic....it took me less than 2 seconds to decide that it has to go down along with the rest of the trash..

sorting out the details in life.....its hard to spell out the murmur from the noise....that important piece of evidence from the dump...

before i was too caught up in the heat of the moment...i remembered to take a step back to think it clearly before i let my emotions get in the way and be cast into that cursed frame like so many many many many many many many previous times...

and its not that simple....i'm not sure if i can get out....but i have to...or they will all end the same way...better quarantine those negative affirmations before its too late.

friend or foe?