Life's defining moments
As I sit here in the cold and quiet, unlikely strangers turn into kindred spirits...
It's so quiet I can hear him cough and ponder his life ... As I sit here and wonder about my days to come.. the moon paints a pretty picture across the ocean... The streets hum with late night beings and the thrum of civilization
I am me ..whole yet broken ...sitting here in the midst of my failure and my thirst to become my own saviour
Why is it the hardest falls that must teach us to be the best we can, why does it have to be darkest before the dawn.
I didn't think I had any hope left in me...all these thoughts of ending it all that drift in and out of me... You'd think I'd be happy to to just give and let life take its course ...am I truly a survivor? Or merely too stubborn
Do I revel then in my transgression or am I simply seeking a more simplistic form of end?
It's not an easy existence.. constantly looking over my proverbial shoulder... Wondering..managing... Biding my time..to what end?
I felt trapped my whole life...now even more so... And I fear the door I saw on the horizon is fast fading...perhaps it was always a mirage...a prison of my own making...
Wow!
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