Becoming insane...

How many time had gone now? I never imagined my self like this or any way, the places where I have been, the people I have met.

Now I have the need to stop the time, and open my eyes to the memories, this is a matter of time, this is a perfect moment, this is the place that I want to be, I do not talk about this city, I do not talk about this apartment, I talk about this space, about this moment, interview with your eyes, my thoughts.
I can not stop, my body moves with music, sweet smell of liquid soap, wait for a chance, moves again, by it self, playing the game, watching different lives, playing again and again betting, beating, begging, never ends.