a little bit of a resurrection
my life journal: cutmedown








gnidnenu


there should be an off button for my mind. you know so when i get tired of these thoughts piercing me & my soul i could just switch them off. they tell us to stand still in this world that is flying past us, so fast that it blurs. you can not tell a fish to stop swimming around in his bowl. you can not take things away that are not meant to be taken away.

we move forward. day after day the things around us are changing. the leaves on the trees from green to red to orange to brown to death to the ground to the snow to the spring to the grass. & all that we really want to be able to do is smile;; not a fake smile for once just a smile. a genuine moment of happiness & truth. a moment where we could forget about the tears, the scars & know the true meaning of contentment.

& we look to the sky, to the stars & it seems that maybe there is hope . . . until we are enveloped in sorrow & so goes life: this pitless cycle.


written on 2003-12-31 at 12:50 a.m.

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