Release

Dark.
Darker.
Darkest.

Something's pulled me into the grey area.
No, I don't mean that.
No, the truth is..as a matter of fact, i've been there all the time.
But the intensity grows, tho.

After all this time, I realize well enough.
That I always took two steps forward, and four, even five steps back.

I let go the good chances.
I pulled myself away from the happiness that actually can happen to me and everyone else around.
And the regret follows, always the same time, in the end.

This is such a waste.

And the thing that really freaking sucks to be wasted is you know as well,

time.