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Deep Thoughts



Opps, I did it Again

I can see you sitting there...you know I can. The room is nothing but a mass of moving shadows at play behind you as you sit, your face bathed in the bluescreen quasi-life that you call your own.



The absolute and complete starkness of your features scream, " I"M ALONE", and I feel as though I could reach out right now and caress your cheek with the lightest touch of my fingertips.





Bane of our existence and savior to our lonliness, we sit hunched over like modern day ogres in a a badly written fairy tale...waiting for our princes and princesses to look beyond our haggard exteriors and see the light within.



The gaunt features left wanting in the sea of faces that surround us everyday in this rat race that we call "LIFE" leaves us panting, and wanting nothing more than to lie down and curl up and feel the soft kiss of the morning sun upon our faces, so that we, too, can once again feel whole.



Streetpoets sing our praises in a New Age song about solitary being-ness, and how romantic our lives are in this f*cked up, messed up, crazy little world. I wish they would all go down to the other corner and let me have my way with my thoughts, although, when left to my own devices, I noticed that I am rarely kept amused for long. Maybe it's a girl thing.



The challenge of each new day is not to find a way to survive, but to find a reason for not being dead. This is what I have learned on the journey that was set forth before me.

I'm tired of being sweet and kind and nice...life is not sweet and kind and nice. It rarely fits me like a glove. It never asks me if I am okay, do I want to talk about it. It has never walked a mile in my shoes, looked through my eyes, or carried my burden. This I do alone, because, in some perverse way...I like it. We all do. Pain reminds us to breathe. It tells my heart to beat and my mind to think and my feet to move and my voice to speak.

These are my words. This is my song. This is my pain, and my lonliness, and my rage and hatred and vice.



It defines me.

Posted on Oct 12, 2004 by Past member

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