When you can’t sleep but dream of the continous pain and burden, thats been turmoiling away in your head for as long as you can remember.
It becomes possibly the most difficult challenge in your life to share with someone else.
Your tiny world which you have been captivated in for a lifetime, is now to much for one person to handle.
By this factor I have to share my problems making me once again the defeated, failing to find solutions to my absolutions.
The real irony of owning your own world, is that you are the one who deals with all of the problems continuosly by yourself.
This as with most things in your life is easier said than done.
However this is what keeps us going and only the weak prevail in suceeding at this concept.
The strong however fail again and again, because we can’t always reach our targets.
The failure becomes the succession to a healthy lifestyle, when focused correctly and constructively.
Anybody who fails like myself is a machine, who is counting down the days until you eventually need a service.

This is when you watch as your world crumbles around you…