Friday, August 13, 2010

Me Against the World

Suggestive silence. The bane my of existence:
To look but never find. To call but never be answered.
To wonder with no destination. To ponder with no idea.

I cover my eyes from the blinding sun and I stare as far as my eyes can see:
A vast horizon. Possibilities of emptiness.
Promise of nothing. Adventure into a void.

To travel I muster courage and take that very first step:
Forward towards the past. Advancing to the back.
Pacing to regression. Heading for retreat.

I stop to think of my journey thus far, an endeavor without end:
Lost in discovery. Forgotten in remembrance.
Ignored in recognition. Grieving in happiness.

6 comments:

  1. Yes, man, every new journey feels that way. And this is not your first time, although this might be done a different path. It will work out.

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  2. wow... i really like this. u force.

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  3. ps. 'bane of my existence'..
    'wander'?

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  4. Can say that you have written it in a amazing way. Liked it.

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