Nothing…

Life is a delusion of failed, failed ideas ideals that conjure thoughts, thoughts which invoke a dialog of conceptions of what you perceive in life – life is a loss of thoughts, of what you meant to say; but could not figure what you mean – life is an imaginary image you present to others that is not you, an image of life is a menagerie of fate in what others feel about you – feeling life is you trying to avoid the obvious; because, you do not want to face the truth – life is a habit of feeling, feeling the essence that is not really there for you to feel – life is empty rooms of silence, silence of you meditating ideas that  do not make since; because silence you do not focus on the silence of what is real – life is the rest of eternity eternally to remain distant to what you are internally afraid of – life is an unsatisfied desire unmoved – life is remembering what you started has changed, changed directions because your feelings changed cannot be true – life is knowing you have forgotten nothing but itself – life is reminding yourself to be continually the same – life is nothing but itself; an ideology of memories from your past you are trying to avoid – life is waiting for the right moment  a moment frozen for your conscience to explode – life is motion turned to stone – life is existence suspended in time – life is eternal thought, beside the point – life is near happiness changing – life is a sign of existence – life is a shell of resistance from a broken and empty future – life is a journey, sometimes I face the inevitable in me dies the fading light is eternal.  Cancer Survivor.