May 27, 2009 01:51
This situation has not gotten far enough to keep me.
And I am on the edge of the ledge ready to stay free.
The things I have attempted and the things I have accomplished.
They all weigh out, teter totor on a scale of bad dreams, and unfinished days.
We could all soak up the beginning of a brand new story, if we only had the words.
My only hope for you is that you can create what you started out to fray.
Lose the ones that you loved and lost all along the way.
This is to closure, This is to parting the most optional of ways.
To take the harder route, because the easy way wouldn't get you there any sooner.
We could wreck everything, and procourse it straight through to the bottom.
The end, or whichever place of the pattern makes you happy.
The simplicity is what makes it a masterpiece.
A Musical genius at that.
And who is the argue with the fact that no two men can say they havn't cried.
The rythum and the spirit of it all. It kills you, it drains you until you have nothing left to say.
Nothing.