The coiled spring.

In life there is a way you walk, the way you move around. How you hold yourself up and what others see. This abundance of energy that winds you up, making any endeavor rather exciting. That is what I seek from this, the raw source of energy that is restless. Right now it’s still before sunrise, compelled to be awake even if I can still sleep a while. This is the benefit if there ever was one, this sort of desire for everything instead of one thing. That release on the mind, a lingering temptation I understand too well now. We see the other side and still try and avoid it with justification. I’ve failed so many times that I know why I’m doing this. I have these reasons for doing this that we’re just to feed another addiction. What good are you taking the porn mindset into the real world. Looking at these girls in a way you know isn’t going to do any good. We take all this advice from other guys and wonder why we just end up the same way. Nobody gives more of a shit about me than me. If I want to be a world among myself, to have an unfolding story I would care to read. The energy in which life is approached plays the biggest part. Sluggish and fatigued will hurt you in any battle, it is up to you to prepare yourself. No this isn’t every interaction is combat, we might as well put our best selves forward. How good has life been just trying to hide from it? Is it any better just going down the same road. I think we should realize it’s serious to not do the right thing. It isn’t even just too bad anymore, the more that go the wrong way. We might as well start forgetting them, rolling right over the people we don’t need. We don’t get unlimited chances, if we start believing this shit about men and women. We will force ourselves apart and live in a miserable world. Isolated from everyone and slowly losing our minds only to be picked up again and controlled from your weak mental state. We take the medication, education, and watch our phones sometimes 8 hours a day. It’s almost better to just say life has no meaning. Why not just waste it away and keep telling yourself nothing can touch you. Just wait until you come close to losing something you do care for. What are you going to do then? You may be young but you aren’t invincible. It’s only a matter of time before the dam breaks, people start really panicking. Don’t keep doing this If you want to see the world open up. For you to start to care again about what we have to see. No wonder people sink into depression, it’s too late at that point. There is an uphill battle on muddy ground, we keep slipping every few steps.