Questing

trudging through it all and my decadent travels have taken me no where in my quest for love and happiness comfort and content instead I have seemed to delve into madness and confusion swirling thoughts like a tornado of daggers ripping into my mind to those on the outside (every- body) it is inexplicable to me (inside) it is even more-so the turbulent wringing of emotional wash rags and i try damn hard not to cry when i do the laundry