how beautiful to be...
a state of emergency.
running around and around all the events of past and present. trying to make some sort of path to the future.
cry myself to sleep every friday night.
work and work and work and work...some of which I get paid for.
it's almost winter. It's been over a year. No one ever said I was a quitter.
pieces of myself returned
at a huge price
the cost?
another glimpse of something I knew was wonderful
and that I also knew, I could never have.
I made a jump for it anyway.
Chute didn't open.
EPIC FAIL.
running around and around all the events of past and present. trying to make some sort of path to the future.
cry myself to sleep every friday night.
work and work and work and work...some of which I get paid for.
it's almost winter. It's been over a year. No one ever said I was a quitter.
pieces of myself returned
at a huge price
the cost?
another glimpse of something I knew was wonderful
and that I also knew, I could never have.
I made a jump for it anyway.
Chute didn't open.
EPIC FAIL.