ROUGH!

i really got used to four trainings a week.
i don't train that much anymore. reasons are plenty, but the pivoting point is single, really.

i don´t miss it that much. though, the body does, i guess.
i´d fight anything, if it wouldn't just run in sight of the held back rage, that i irradiate.

the volcano has slowly awoken. and the temperature is rising again.
its like driving an insane, hunger driven, red hot, iron dragon thru a traffic jam, and trying not to give out anything but a business smile.

there is hurt about. yet, remorse you wouldn't dig of me, if you'd have killed me.
my sweat smells off beast... it never had smelled of anything.... at least of nothing that came from within.
when i stop for a bit, i can feel my hands buzz with strain.

my reflection in a mirror would charge me and savagely tore me to pieces, if it just could.
i really have to find me an outlet, before my eyes begin to glow red.

yet still, im in control and i shall stay so. no thanks to kindness or compassion, but for the pride i take in it.

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co víc dodat?
denně požívám paniku, zlobu, zamilování, rozněžněnost, krutost, strach, agresi, smutek, radost.
a nikdy to nikdo nespatří neboď mé já je opar zmatení, šílenství a vzdálenosti které nepropouští nic... nic co by se nečekalo od kterého jiného já.

je to jistě trochu přestřelený... ale "hodně" poslední dobou čtu, a knižnost je, zdá se, nakažlivá.

kéž by byla nakažlivá i dobrá gramatika!