Saturday, July 15, 2006
and the beat goes on...
Wats worse? having an empty house of echos or having shouts echoing off, tension n grief seeping in thru the walls. or to know that them who matter most are hurt lost and confused n u are in no position to really help. Sometimes it all gets to me so much i feel the room spinning when i close my eyes in bed at night and it feels as though there are two thick poles pushing against my temples compact into a small space the size of an atom that it seems as if there would be an explosing of some sort.. sort of like the big bang only less grand and result in a black hole occuring and then suck me into deep oblivion.
Someone i spoke to (cant rem who) told me that i would make my life way easier if i were to turn into a cold heartless self centred bitch. heh. that made me laugh.
i guess it all comes down to it being all about balance. when to seize and when to let go.. when to tighten n when to slack.. when to help and when to take a back seat.. because like it or not n hard as it is, some battles must be fought alone.. some paths conquered alone in order for it to be done.. and all u can do is stand at the side w nothing of much use to offer but a hand to hold n a place in ur heart while u attempt to tread e path tt is ur own n conquer ur own seas.
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dreamed.at .|. 8:22 AM