the ground beneath my feet.

[theunabridged]

you look out the window,
you see your friends.
they're all waving,
all having fun.

you yearn to join them,
you want to join the party.
but in the midst of the fun,
you fail to see the point in all of it.

your past haunts you,
this burning mix of curiosity and apprehension.
stay around, poke around.
but is that really the best choice?

but then you remember the

Comments

The Photo

[anonymous]

I took that photo.I ask that you remove it or post a link to it

Re: The Photo

[theunabridged]

oh goodness. i'm sorry, i totally forgot the link. shall pull it down then. :)