eight mins
September 28, 2006
Forever is gone..
Lost in the waves of time.
Much like when my moon fell
When my angel fled
Or when beloved was no more.
What does one do when that happens? Distractions. There are far too many nowadays. Not really working or working too well. I fall so easily and falling is never a happy place to be. So I ask now… When does a distraction become the object of affection? When does the gadfly become your sole reason for living?
I was deep into this struggle, thurst after thrust, drive after drive and yet I was so far away. Thats when i realized I wasnt really there. I was somewhere else. I was everywhere except the place i am supposed to be. And as this mindless pounding lead to another mindless pounding, nothingness flooded my being, my core.
And so I go again I am lost again. What was I really doing? Where was I? Again I dont know. Safe within the blanket of a love - yes and yet i truly ask myself, I could not be much further away had I been in another world or life…….Distraction… my distraction distracted me. I dont know which was which anymore.
I see the light on a backdrop of more light that the light i see is dimmed in this stream of light. Do that make any sense at all.
I know one thing that does:
I was trying to invent love not realizing that its been long created.
All this will pass though. Life has a way of repairing a loss or failure or at least thats what we try convincing ourselves…
here’s another thought:
I think I am dead. And I died a failure because i never tried.
Why do i write only when I am melancholic?
I dont know………
lost 8 mins on this…………
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