I hustle in the dark

#I_hustle_in_the_dark I hustle in the dark, with a lead light in my hand, my focus on binoculars, traps and ambushes which I fear not, since I've died trust in the light, with individuals armed with smiles and time ticking bombs, in both their hearts and minds, for everything I lay my hand on or eye to I'm tired from being fed with lab made laughter and smiles, tired from being sucked and drained, for the name of love and friendship, tired from observing segments of my happiness and possibilities, being cutted inch by inch by this light, tired from distortions and twisting of my sense and intentions I rather die in this dark, with my prosper on the chase and focus on the run, 'rather trip and fall from what is not visible to my eyes, than to persue and matain a life of gazing constantly to my back and every step I make, right there in the light, that brings no positive effect to my being #Poetic_Ink