Tuesday, September 28, 2004
this may very well be my last entry.
my ankle hurts
hope it heals in time for the inter house games.
but,
i find myself greatly pertubed?
my loopholes of the human mind.
i cant relate . i cant think properly
can my selective intellect save my hide?
will i be able.
such questions greatly disturbs me.
i pass through times of great pandemonium,
of frantic rushing
the quest for advancement.
i stand alone, not matter how the past hearkens
i feel stripped of emotional glory
yet, that same negatives
seem to generate warmth
of contradicting self-denial?
my days grow ever long and dry,
shaping a never ending journey of lament and disgust
blurring what ive known and tried.
into shades grey and mundane...
i can only tell you this, boys and girls..
im embarking.
on that winding road of opportunity
that tarmac of self redemption...
i cant miss this compulsive chance. ever.
and ya... this is it.
that bout i threw away my life for.
the cessation.
