Free writing

Thoughts running through my head, feeling alone again.
As hard as they try, left misunderstood.
Wearing chains of anger, regret, guiltiness.
The keys been swallowed.
Surviving on the motivation and hope that's no where to be found.
Running the white line like a fugitive on the escape,
not knowing what I'm running from,
Not knowing where I'm going.
Steadily I'm slowing.
I was supposed to be more.
Where are the dreams, the older we grow the colder the world seems.
Struggling to maintain, past driving us insane.
Breathing in the smoke, blow away the ambition and dedication.
So Many questions, such little time.
The age of innocence we find to be our prime.
Life is the greatest trick of all time.
Bittersweet, just to be alive.
To feel something, only to have it taken away.
Living for the moment,but the moment is dark.
Put our hearts into love,
but it tears is us apart.