starting again...again
spinning round in circles
clouded windows do abound
throwing up curtains surrounding myself
with illusions of my minds eye.
it never is what you think it is
especially if you're me.
what's going on?
open your eyes and realize they've been closed
i've shut the doors
but they're still unlocked
waiting to be opened
i have a voice but choose to not speak for fear of
no one listening or understanding
or caring.
afraid to iniciate
stifling myself
choking
suffucating
hoping
failing
wanting
not trying
falling
losing
stagnant
still
silent
for the time being but not for long trying to get myself out of this rutt which will happen. it's happening now. we all come back to this place time and time again each time making us stronger helping us realize it's not for granted. that we have a purpose and a duty that must be fulfilled. that there is still love in the world and we can find it.
clouded windows do abound
throwing up curtains surrounding myself
with illusions of my minds eye.
it never is what you think it is
especially if you're me.
what's going on?
open your eyes and realize they've been closed
i've shut the doors
but they're still unlocked
waiting to be opened
i have a voice but choose to not speak for fear of
no one listening or understanding
or caring.
afraid to iniciate
stifling myself
choking
suffucating
hoping
failing
wanting
not trying
falling
losing
stagnant
still
silent
for the time being but not for long trying to get myself out of this rutt which will happen. it's happening now. we all come back to this place time and time again each time making us stronger helping us realize it's not for granted. that we have a purpose and a duty that must be fulfilled. that there is still love in the world and we can find it.
posted by Unknown at 1:15 PM
1 Comments:
=remembering things you forgot to remember, but still not quite understanding what they are or why you marked them as memorable in the first place=
=forgetting that you discovered the solution to a particular emotional dead-end once and know the answer already=
=lessons that repeat themselves in uniquely stupefying circumstances that should be identifiable=
these fancy tid-bits are what chew on my pool of health and well-being (wealth and hell-being?).
stagnancy is the breeding ground for all sorts of probiscus-feeding-tubed pests with serrated stingers and a nasty suckling need for a good meal of whatever is stillest. sometimes you just gotta shake your blood around. . .
I hear you're coming to stay with us for the conference?
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