Tuesday, September 19, 2006
how strange, stranger.
These past few weeks I've become unhinged; unraveling as if there was something held together to begin with; the mind constantly asking questions that I have no answers for - no, none, not even unsatisfactory ones. And we return to that classic contradiction, that age old struggle between head and heart; my mind tells me that there is almost nothing here to stay for, and my heart tells me that there is almost nothing there to leave for. But there is, there is - there always is- something, someone, to stay for, to leave for.
I've got a lot of time to spend with myself, a lot of time to consider the days as they crawl on by, a lot of time to wish for less time. Would you stay to spend some time with me? Nowadays I find myself on shaky ground, and for some odd reason, I've lost my feet. And for a while, I was on my knees, begging for someone to save me. But no, it was too much to ask of you - no one should be allowed to carry the full weight of someone else on their shoulders, how could we have been happy like that?
I would just like everything to feel familiar again, please.
sherry @ 12:23:00 am
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