Friday, January 18, 2013

i've figured that it's no longer (or rather, it was never) about feeling alone or out of place.
it was more of the gradual slide down this slippery but exciting slope they call the backslide?

in fact, it may just take more guts to not turn up altogether,
rather than staying on/ making that dreadful entrance- lamenting & stirring up so much anguish

i always knew there was this part of me that struggled immensely
that never quite accepted things simply
the conflict ridden- tenuous / love-hate relationship that never quite got resolved

actually, it pretty much makes me feel alive