ask how, as if how cares about you. ask when, certain that she's listening. but they aren't. only the voices in your head. nothing outside of that ever seems to penetrate. you think you felt something, but then you realize you were only dreaming. you think for a moment that shadow was more than just a trick of light. but then it crawls away into the darkness. and you know that it was just teasing you. alluding to a light you'll never know.
even steel bridges will give. leaning towers can still lean further yet. i really did think that i'd come to terms with everything that wasn't. it all seemed so obvious. but then it looked at me again. it questioned and i didn't know the answers. it asked for just one reason, but i had none.
you can dig your excuses like ditches. til everything is buried. you could i guess. if you had that much stamina. but no matter how much you have, the hollow is stronger yet. it has no one to answer to and so many questions to ask. like the seasons one passes the burden to the next. they share their burdens while we must carry ours alone. they scatter their pain, while ours steadily unfolds.
see the storms in the past. and those in the future. a freefall of rain that laughs at the tears we can't cry. life we expect will be unkind, but not people. life we expect to disappoint us, but not friends. life we always suspect of trying to undermine us. all we have is the people who will countermand that.
keep your rosebuds. let them bloom. taste the thorns. let them bleed you. it's okay to bleed, but only so much. it's easy to bleed. so inherent to what life has made of us. just be careful. don't let yourself lose too much. just don't let it jeopardize your happinesss.
i've been wrong. don't i know it. been a liar on occasion. butterfly lives flutter and cause tornados. maybe when it's calmer then. this flight might fnd its purpose. but until then, remember what you love. and love it. even if it isn't lovable at the moment.
