Darkest Life

High on life is what I thought that I was and now I see that the image that I had is nothing more than just an image. This reality that I thought was real is not. At times of anger and frustration we all tend to say and do things that mimic the truth of our minds. I am a slave to all of my feelings and I am now the most lost person that I know. If i go one way, I look back and wish that I went the other. What way is right? When is the right time to fight and the time for us to let go? Each day it seems to get more and more confusing. I honestly do not know what I want anymore. What i want does not seem to be what I really want. I am frustrated beyond measure.