What An Opportunity


In Life on September 18, 2012 at 6:34 am


Restless. Glow. Noise. Change.

Dreams barely within grasp while

Tending to lose sight

The things that keep us up at night.

Impossible to fully comprehend the extent at which the self can not be understood.

The fractured images of identity that pull at the fragments of  personality that are held so dear.

Voices toil over the heart as Life awaits a victor.


Irrational fears that grow from a seed of doubt.

Cultivated by paranoid fantasies that tempt and tease disguised as foresight and promise.

The beautiful roses lost in the thorns.

Wakeful. Is she ok?

Should I? I’m good, right? Burdened,

Events  unforeseen.

Contrite over what was,

Apprehension over what will,

What is, is but this:

A singular moment, lost immediately, while simultaneously being taken for granted before it occurs.


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