Sentiments

normal day sitting infront of my computer looking into the monitor figuring out what went wrong with my day that it looks like a distorted picture hanging on a broken line into the faces of my fuschia and black imaginary colored room. Then i came to attend my nephew’s cry, maybe he was a little upset because of his disturbed sleep. I made a poker face in front of him to divert his attention to a more smirk lovely day, i was hoping i could make him stop from crying right away but maybe pretensions wont work even to a one year old boy.
I knew myself, i was not happy to see a lonely me reflecting in the mirror and even the kid could see it the way i joked him with a face with fake intentions.
I dont know if everything would face into place after i desserted a road decorated with success in exchange of a rule i almost regret every waking day. I said i’ll never let myself suffer from reckleses pain, but here i am again, making my way to torment but the only difference it shows were about the cause of the pain.
I could say it is a desision out of my own plan but i pursue anyway, i feel my heart suffocate from letting a moment of sucess pass. Words wouldn’t be enough to dissect each of my prepositions and of all to avoid are chances of misinterpretations that might ruin what is supposed to be left alone.
The reason of my daybreak wake is to let mind float in continous river which is the term we now identify as the net and from the unlimited oppurtunities bounded i let my mind float away and build my own limitless dreams were no one can stop me from reaching it. Nobody would cut me short and nobody would atleast hand me a trauma of letting things go away from my reach.To tell the world i am in a position where tangent lines where visible enough to remind me that dreams are far away to make a plain line in my hand.