red and raw
Sunday, May 21, 2006
rantings - temporary reprieve from an unfair world. where we seek redress, and even if there isn't a reply, even if we speak only to ourselves, at least there is an outlet. at least it doesn't clog up our system. like weeds choking up a garden or like a humongous cloud blocking out the sun.
red and raw. much like a mangled arm, much like a broken heart. a little girl without her mother, a dog who has lost it's owner. eyes wide shut and scared. what do you do in a situation like that.
A lot of things depend on how much I want it. If I want it enough, I will do anything to acheive it. However, if I don't want it, I will do lot of things to avoid it as well.
In a place where the edges are blurred and speech is slurred, if not totally unintelligible. where it's always dark out, where the day doesn't come. where secrets lie and unfounded fears triumph. where desperation prevails and screams echo. on and on and on through the endless night.
--Merci tout le monde--
3:35:00 PM
