Day 14/15: Silence
I'm finding it hard to breathe- there's so many things closing in from so many sides that all the wind has been knocked out of me and I'm sometimes- one time far to much- gasping for breath. Gasping. Gasping.
I'm finding it hard to find good, clean, air- the smog, the muck, the miasma rising pervasively all around seems to filter through, permeating everything.
I'm finding it hard to trust this world- its like there are endless fine prints to read and unsaid untruths to wade through; too many hidden agendas and back biting to make the journey entirely unenjoyable.
I'm finding... I'm finding... I'm finding...
I'm searching. I'm searching. I'm searching.
Where else can I look?
Will you come and search with me?
I'm finding it hard to find good, clean, air- the smog, the muck, the miasma rising pervasively all around seems to filter through, permeating everything.
I'm finding it hard to trust this world- its like there are endless fine prints to read and unsaid untruths to wade through; too many hidden agendas and back biting to make the journey entirely unenjoyable.
I'm finding... I'm finding... I'm finding...
I'm searching. I'm searching. I'm searching.
Where else can I look?
Will you come and search with me?
4 Comments:
At 2:47 PM, kim said…
*hugs tight*
At 5:22 PM, Anonymous said…
everything happens for a reason. have faith...
At 8:29 PM, Enchanted One said…
the world is not always perfect. ppl change too fast, too sudden... we can only search within ourselves
At 12:10 AM, hold up the sky said…
Yeah, I agree with you B, sometimes change is good, other times its not. Time and death will tell... i suppose
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