No more -isms

September arrives, hit me in the head like an ox... Tired of the same excuses, the same damn cycles, I decided to ignore them for a change. Some say despair is sexy... I must look so hot right now... I grown five years in the last 4 days. Everybody else just seemed to stay in the same place, I could see their movements, in slow motion, as if the earth is not moving any longer... I felt like I couldn't run anymore, and the slowliness was catching me. That I would be like them, my flame would run out of oxygen and fade, only a shadow of it former self. I felt the weight of my sins and mistakes, all the years of living light... got to my core? I always thought it was another game, another game that I'm good at it...