Purpose and Goal

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Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Falling through the Past.

Masks of shame

Eyes of lies

Words of poison

Breaths of toxins.

I am too far gone to be brought back

You brought me here, now take me

I trusted you and you helped me up on this ledge

The only thing you have ever said that i believed was

Jump.

And so i do, the feeling of anything but pain and fear is better

I have been falling endlessly into something that is not the future

but is the past.

Time cannot stop me know, it has been a burden on my neck.

For now i am falling, longer than all the rest

I am calm, sane, and glorious.

1 comment:

  1. epic...love the opening. It reminds me of the witches from Macbeth...putting together their foul brew to see the future for him...besides that I wonder about the use of contradictions....jumping to the past, feeling pain and fear and turning to calm, sane, glorious....is it the feeling of freedom that comes from a finally made decision?

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