A Journey Past Our Solar System is mostly confessional poetry of my life in the few last years, structures of a dysfunctional family, in the middle of dealing with mental illness. A tragedy in the making of my brain turning into coal, ready to burn...
If I am being honest this has to be the most fucked up dream I've ever lived. maybe you feel the same way too? Wouldn't be surprised. This world accommodates for everything, sometimes it feels inescapable.
Its funny how suicide is illegal. But what are they going to do once it works? Theres no life after this. Its going to be a long and dark abyss.
But I don't know when that'll happen. pretty sick of this life, time to move on to the next.
We have everything and everyone. and us people, who feel singled out, alone in a crowd.
Were the ones who feel the burn and debate of our very existence. you try once - still alive, try again, still alive, again.
What is taking so long? Why cant I wake up?
its one fucked up nightmare this life.
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