shut down...

Leaving the norm so fast in a past that didn't seem to be as real as it once was. It appears when one turns on luv one loses pieces of self that are forced to be hushed. Reality shifts into a new way of thinking like friends simply do not exist. All on the attempting to evolve into whatever makes sense in order to comfortably live. With every flutter in thy heart becoming so with the nights darkness that seeks reason to escape.  Awaking only to move through the day until the reinvention of use remains untamed. There's a feeling of loss that creates a loneliness that soothes the depths of the core. As coming from within reflects a rare form of a man that's determined to bury what's been torn. To be healed from choices made one opens eyes and everything has changed. As there's only one superhero that's ever made a difference so he'll wear a sheet as a cape. Mr. luv'r man fades away from the physical presence that attracted so many flings willing to play. It rearranges the frustrations to make a lil more sense when correcting the pain. To be more careful with intrusive interactions twisting passions for fun. There's no point in believing anyone can be the one. And this is the life a good one tends to reside in without the dramatic silliness of a woman's self indulged lies. No two people can share nor feel each others luv for it's only restricted to its confines. Shown with a multitude of tugging and pulling of emotional discomforts that help build a wall. No man needs the repulsive interactions of a woman who cannot let men be anything more than her flaws. The good ones are taken or hiding from hands wanting to grope their entirety. What's on display is why a man retracts so it's just, retire me...