Bricks

I'm gonna hit a wall soon.
Things as of late have been going too well. I know this because whenever something is going great for me, like lets say a day at an amusement park, something always crashes down and wrecks everything good that had come about. (Like lets say a fallout) So far there has been a slew of good luck coming my way: revelations, patching up fences, Mars Volta live. And so far nothing. I would like to relax for once and think that everything is finally going my way for a change. I would love for that to happen. But I can never relax. I'm always looking over my shoulder for something to come attack me and take everything away from me again.
I can't enjoy life anymore because I'm spending all of my time living in the shadows of paranoia. I just know that soon something good is going to come crumbling down.

After falling for so long I can't help but feel I'm about to hit the ground.