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Mar. 23rd, 2006 @ 01:02 pm Filling up on hope
Current Mood: creativecreative
Current Music: Oasis - Wonderwall
For so long, longer than I can remember I have felt empty. There is a hole inside of me that I've been trying to fill with anything that would fit inside. Afraid of being further wounded I've hidden in shadows and only stepped out when the timing was right, to once again land in the fight. The walls held and I kept the uninvited at bay and my guest a few yards away. No one must see the empty. No one must see the broken. I built up a stage, and danced on display, but the truth is, I cast your eyes away. None must see the truth, so I'll hid behind carefully constructed pages, of line to line transactions, building up the story of my legend, through slight and careful interactions, beware this too is a distraction. Lets get moving, I scream to myself, the poor wasted fool. His response is, "first thing in the morning", as he dives further in, to the sweet bliss of untrue oblivion. Death was never my fear, for I have stared the lady down, knowing that she will one day return, and steal me from here. I must stand beneath the sun's rays, and journey for many miles and days, until I can reclaim the missing parts of me, the parts I won't recognize until again they have jointed inside of me. So clear the table and lay out the charts, in order to chase the end I must retrace the start. For we have gone astray, so now we begin the journey, looking for the proper road, the one of which the gas attendant told. I am thirsty and it's time to drink deep. I've found the well of hope.
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Date:April 13th, 2006 09:42 am (UTC)

If You Would Have Let Me...

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I would have bathed you in that well long ago.