Bitch and Bumps.

Life's a bitch...Yup, that's true. Whenever your journey is going as smoothly as never before, when it seems so perfect as if it's unreal....then, beware...a speed breaker is round the corner. And it gives you a bump, a big nasty bump, so that your brain finds itself working again and your senses are drilled back into your head. Although this bump can do wonders to your head, but your heart is unfortunately, not in a pleasant place. The poor, stupid guy refuses to believe what has happened and wonders what upset its natural thump, thump, thump... Guess it will take time to recover. Anyways, one of the things you figure out is people aren't as caring as they appear...Bloody bitch. She knows how to make you realize that. You will sit alone in your bed and let your brain play games...Why did they do that? I was around when they needed me and so on... Mind you, if you let your logic center drift off, who knows you may have to shed a few tears... But that's okay too. It's part of the process. Then when your eyes finally say no more drainage, you get normal and you smile. You stand in front of the mirror and proudly say," Who the fuck needs them anyway?". Yeah, I feel guilty telling you but this feeling is temporary too. It will last an hour or so. Then slowly and steadily, the mind games begin (again). The thought that you pushed at the back of your head, comes creeping stealthily. It whispers gently, "Remember, what happened?". And then begins the cycle of plotting revenge. Highly unrealistic, fascinating, fantastic and wild ideas pop out of your head. I could do this to him, her or myself, then probably I would teach them a lesson. Then when you think over it, you shake your head and admonish yourself for being so childish. You suddenly turn into an adult and enter into a self-critical mode. Probably I was wrong and I shouldn't think so much. And there stands the delusional bitch....laughing away... So, suddenly you stand up, stare her in the eyes, give her a push and beat her at her own game. That's the point, I guess, when you turn things around and tame her into submission. Tomorrow's gonna be a better day and no matter how many bumps the bitch gives, I'll beat her and move ahead.