Life is like a garden of flowers.
The sense of freedom and clarity is absolutely brilliant. Nothing can make that feeling disappear. But when all of a sudden life turns into a miserable black whole.
Everything and everybody around you disappears
And life as you know it is gone
You become bitter and crazy
Inside the black whole
Where you are trapped forever
Just left there to die
To deteriorate into nothing
And life will go on as if you never existed
Life is like a garden of flowers
If you’re not careful
That garden of flowers will turn into a garden of thorns
