mere existence, said..
"retracing steps"
I've said all this before, but I'm now no more than a pattern... a circle returning to itself - sending feet into steps they only just left, and yet only remember when retaken.
This is my mind; its thoughts abandoned to instead take part in the noise surrounding my every step. Filling these halls with the sound, filling in the gaps that speak greater volumes with their silence... glossing these things over, sending them backward, that they might lose themselves in the clutter of so many unanswered questions.
Cover our lives this way, put hands to tasks we pretend to need us... when it's us that need them. It's us who can't make sense of the greater toils and treasures, or find our ways out of its cycle; it's us, just as it always has been... us and nothing more. While the emptiness remains filled, what could ever change?
Thank you!
Akh
xoxo
I've said all this before, but I'm now no more than a pattern... a circle returning to itself - sending feet into steps they only just left, and yet only remember when retaken.
This is my mind; its thoughts abandoned to instead take part in the noise surrounding my every step. Filling these halls with the sound, filling in the gaps that speak greater volumes with their silence... glossing these things over, sending them backward, that they might lose themselves in the clutter of so many unanswered questions.
Cover our lives this way, put hands to tasks we pretend to need us... when it's us that need them. It's us who can't make sense of the greater toils and treasures, or find our ways out of its cycle; it's us, just as it always has been... us and nothing more. While the emptiness remains filled, what could ever change?
Thank you!
Akh
xoxo
posted by theColin: (xo) at 7:56 PM
3 Comments:
Everytime I read your entries it feels as though I have gone through a portal that takes me back 7 yrs and I am looking at myself...
The way you describe your growth, and your lessons, and your changes, it gives me chills... And reminds me of where I once stood, and where I came from...
Like the caterpillar who metamorphoses' into the beautiful butterfly...
You now have your wings, and are adjusting to your new found freedom...
And let me share this little secret with you... The view from here is mighty fine...
~
melly, really? that is quite interesting! good to see that you are indeed still reading. I appreciate it very much. thank you so much for your time and support. take care and hope to hear from you again soon!
sweetie baby lovie-lamb, we all go through stages of identity. so what you're going through is absolutely normal. ew. i *hate* that word. hahah. but you get what i mean?? xoxo. nice you have you back honey honey!
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