Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Holidays.
I complain about it when there's too much work to do.
yet i complain now,
because i got nothing on my hands.
it's more than work i am missing.
more than that.
"You don't see yourself clearly", says Edward Cullen.
I agree.
Heartwrenching pain that i inflict on myself,
for what reason?
Paranoia, worries, and thoughts that gone all awry,
all that for what?
Insecurity, jealousy, envy and fear.
it's part of the draught i consume daily.
this draught that will bring the end of me.
the end of my sanity.
i need to find myself.
in these thoughts that shouldn't be.
i need to recover,
and find the self i owned.
find the self that i need now.
or risk losing that self forever.
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it's the day i've been waiting for.
yet something feels amiss.
it's the day i've been waiting for,
yet i feel empty within.
that part of me,
that's broken off,
that vanished into the void.
that part of me,
that i want to keep,
but somehow,
escapes my hands.
Eugene blogged at 12:19 AM
May your light shine...
in the darkness...