Forget afternoon run, this is a marathon. Shit.

Apr 30, 2008 01:51

This isn't a solo run, it's a race...a race I'll never win.  I knew I was down before, but the afternoon sun sent me into a daze, wrapped me up in a whirlwind of decit.  I ran at full speed  for the goal, only to realize it was nothing but a mirage. There's nothing there to run for.  I've slowed to a painful, defeated hobble.  Why continue to fight while others breeze right by? Is it worth the fight? Will a second wind breeze me to the front? no, probably not. It never has before.  There's still a glimmer of hope struggling deep inside, but logic and sensibility win out.  There's nothing left to do but sit on the sidelines and watch the rest of the race and wish I had a chance. I should be used to it though, I've been in this spot many times before.  Yet no matter how many times I face defeat, it still hurts just the same. So why do I keep running, keep losing, keep building these scars?  Love of the game, I guess.  Either that, or simply an addiction I just can't kick. Can't decide. Either way, I'll just sit here and cry in defeat until another race comes along...

Life: 34092834032
Nichole: 0.

Cryptic entry #398472398423
Believe it or not, I know what I'm talking about, even if you don't.

And that's probably the way I'd like to keep it for now.

goodnight.

I still believe it when you say,
It's another perfect day
another perfect day.
I still believe it when you say,
It's another perfect day
another perfect day.

So I might try
to leave it all behind
I know tomorrow's not so bright now

I'll say goodbye
cause nothing good can last
you wear and fade,
you're no where fast
but today
I don't know how
to keep it all inside
but I guess I'll let it slide.

I still believe it when you say,
It's another perfect day
another perfect day.
I still believe it when you say,
It's another perfect day
another perfect day.

Today, I don't know why
I thought that it was real
but I guess it's no big deal

I still believe it when you say,
It's another perfect day
another perfect day.
I still believe it when you say,
It's another perfect day
another perfect day.
-American Hi-Fi, Another Perfect Day

cryptic livejournal entry, god damn it., life

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