|musings of a lost girl 2
Author: mezzie PM
travelling the path of the lost synapseRated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 396 - Published: 03-03-02 - id: 637114
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Truth. Ha, the subjects for self-abuse are endless. She knows that the only reason she does not find truth is because she keeps turning away from it, too afraid to be real, too afraid to exist, too afraid to be happy. To be happy. It would seem such a simple state, once achieved. She has all the keys and yet does nothing for fear of unleashing happiness, as though it was some demon of whichshe might never be rid. Why should she run from this state, this word that speaks so effortlessly of fulfillment? Does she not know the answers to such questions or does she simply choose not to find them?
And oh so tired, so weary, and yet unable to rest for the insomnia of sadness that plagues her. Who has cursed it to be so? Can she not rewrite the destiny that seems to be unfolding so impossibly before her eyes. Please, not another life gone to waste, not another word spent on deaf ears, not another heart stabbed on blind immaturity. She feels a mere babe, crying for someone to show the way.