Friday, December 25, 2009

Thoughts in Staccato (is that how u spell that???)

Comfortable silence initiated, I sit & think of my fears. Wonder if I've overcome them or simply ignored them into invisibility.

Probably the latter.

Nonetheless, I walk fearlessly amongst monsters & demons, escaping their taunts, forgetting their promises. All I need is me. All I've got is you.

I wake most mornings deciphering slumber's cryptic code, never understanding the message until dreamt secrets expose themselves in reality.

Most days I write & don't understand myself. Who I am is slowly slipping away. Who I am becoming is on the horizon.

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