Sunday, August 12, 2007

These days, defeat is just as much a common part of the vocabulary. It's just becoming the culture. It's like waking up every day to find that you're already 10 points behind. Each day ends with more uncertainty as the previous day, holding more questions than answers. The most common emotion is regret. It's dominates every second of every day. It's bringing about pressure, in which the only feasible comparison is heavy wet snow upon a tree branch. Nowadays, the branch is weakening. Saddest of all, this is a battle we fight alone. No one knows and frankly, no one could care much at all. To tell you the truth, I don't know how much more I have left in me. It would be easier if you could see change on the horizon. But, I know better, nothing ever changes anymore, just the dates on the calendar and the calendar is showing that what once was spring has transformed to winter and darkness is decending. We now wake to an eternal existence, that is shrouded in flannel gray skies and the harshest of cold winds. Welcome to reality. Not as shiny and gleaming with hope as you ever imagined, isn't it?

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