January 2010
6 posts
“Tides they turn, and hearts disfugure. But that’s no concern when...”
– Jason Mraz
“I am unbreakable, but it looks like I could sometime soon. You are unreachable...”
– The Spill Canvas
This mess of me.
Walls scraping my every thought on this narrow path to hell, suppressed anguish screams into the darkness too silently for comfort. Tomorrow is not promised, yesterday forgotten far too soon. I’m now bathing in discomfort, submerged in this harsh reality and drowning… in myself. Getting away from today would be nice, farther than ever before. But then that, that’s just a...
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Self Creation
Today, I will. Today, I have.
Hurdle after hurdle, fear swallowed entirely and wholly. I am full. Full of life, springing into a tomorrow that looks nothing like today. I am complete, black-eyed and sore from this battle that continues to rage within. As I attempt to follow the path that lies before me, my level of visability becomes depleted by this fragment, this figment, of you.
Suddenly...