In this land of the lotus eaters, time seems to be stuck as if the hour-glass has been tipped on its side. One day you’re dreaming, the next you realize that what you have asked for has become a Nightmare on Elm Street. The best of times are now too distant to remember. Mistakes made, hearts broken, relationships lost, harsh lessons learned. She goes on without me, while I drown in the sea of pointless ambitions.
I am not too sure on how I arrived here, but here I am, getting my lunch money taken from me by the bully known as reality. I need to figure some things out, for my sake at least. The gap is widening between us, the light at the end of the tunnel is dimming, and I'm too deep in to surface...
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