The Dangling Life
Mon, Nov 16, 2009
Do you remember that morning you woke up and realized, everything has changed? This gradual process has finally taken its toll. I came from that and got to this. I didn’t see it this way; although, I’m not sure I truly remember the futuristic picture I had in my head. Clearly, it wasn’t etched in stone; plans are always bound to change. I’m not sure it was worth all of the pain I feel in my chest. All of the memories that have had a negative effect, they stand out to me as my surroundings reflect, my life choices. Being alone, bearing the pessimism that engulfs me like blazing flames as I pass the blame. The only way to escape the pain is optimism to douse these flames against these false claims. I may question it and hiding behind these smiles, I’m living it; it’ll destroy me just the same. You can’t pass the torch to those running against you. As I awaited the whistle to begin my journey, now almost to the finish line I realize my main mistake; I’m a one-man team. Looking around for someone to help has slowed my steps, not anymore; I’m taking another deep breath. This isn’t the beginning or the end; this life: impermanent suspense.
Tags: beginning, blame, claims, end, flames, impermanent, life, suspense




OK Tom Shaggy, were these archives here before and I missed them? I suppose I don’t really want you to answer that – I’d like to think you put them here for me… hee hee.
Deb
Yea I added them. I thought I had added them originally, but you proved me wrong. Thanks for pointing it out.