Bleh

 

     Two hours to go and the agony of the persistent waiting will end.  It doesn’t take long for someone to become so deep in their own s**t; that there is no plausible way to get them out of it. It happens to the best of us. That simple lagging regret or thought you wish you could forget. But as you try and forget, you remember. In simplest of terms, you can’t ever forget an event that changed your life. Because it’s a part of you, it’s the red wire to your time bomb heart. Blue wire or red wire? You can’t seem to remember. Colors mean nothing to you and you long for that bomb heart of yours to go off in the cavity of your chest.  Don’t worry, you won’t feel a thing. Just the sound of the time being wasted in the back of your head as you fall.