Apr 15, 2008 01:01
There's something to be said for intense sadness.
There must be something to be said for intense sadness.
How can something this painful be insignificant? How can something so difficult not bear some relevance to my life? It would too big a waste (and a shame) for this shadow to pass over without some kind of redemption. My days spent skirting along the periphery of campus and drifting along the train tracks with the wind stinging my face and my lower jaw strained tightly so that I will not cry are important to my life somehow.
It's a test. It just has to be a test. And when I pass without scars on my inner arms, drug addiction or promiscuity then I will be reborn.