On our own...

All for the sake of nothing... Nothing in return for the all. Welcome to the party known as your life. Paying contributes to phases that get trapped mentally once installed. Everything for the better to end up without. As going without defines moments not lived. Being too busy or secluded to have the will to mingle. There's comfort in the lonely solitude when hating the feeling of single. No good comes from the bad. N yet the bad captures all good thoughts give to waste. With time using up what one can never get back. A chance to create a smile upon the face. Hopelessness starves confidence as the belief is confused. Confiding in no one as hope is lost. Beginning a desperation as days turn into years. Missing out on the details craved by the fall. Straight through like nothing ever happened but the pain. For what does happen is the struggle that pains free will. Knowing one wrong decision is all it takes. N right back to the basics on a solo ride is a thrill less chill. Friends matter when relevance crosses paths. When we each have a path of our own that changes with the shape shifting of a friend. So alone is the true origins of sharing the state of mind. Thinking bonds last forever when in actuality the come n go as if chapters that have an end. Simultaneously the stand wants to enjoy a little bit of something. But something else is a recreation the transforms a simultaneous chance. One that alters as we grow older on our own. As nothing is meant to remain as the same as the day before emotions enhanced. Drifting is the chaos in the head that cannot find a calm. Caught up in the calming of wanting a need to stop the drift. Powerless we're of sequences occurring that are periodically misplaced. As choices made eventually resemble what we become doing the journey of the trip...