28 June 2008

run to words.


we have to move on...whatever method it may be.

been on a 20 day hiatus. shame how things can change in such a short span of time. these past few weeks have been really hard. lots of ups and downs, but more of the latter. all this couldn't happen in a worse time...but that's life for you.

i'm dangling on a rope right now, and my rope is this quote:

A mind that is easily overwhelmed by emotion, that is rooted in the past instead of the present, that cannot see the world with clarity and urgency, will create strategies that will always miss the mark.


here's something written in a span of 3 minutes on 6.25.08 at 10:10am. it's called run to words.

strange, how you're physically filled with energy yet you feel exhaustion
i guess that's what happens when everything gets blown out of proportion
make every day count? how about say each word with caution
shit is more than a quick pain, it's like an induced toxin
it feels permanent, no cure, no heal
is it gonna end this way? is it time to seal the deal?
is there anything left to say? is there anything left to feel?
the friendship you once yearned for no longer has its appeal
when things fall apart, guess that's when true nature's revealed
can't believe this is all happening, it feels so unreal
you had someone to run to with your words
now the only way you can express yourself is to run to words.
now tell me reading that doesn't sound absurd?!
you can't approach individuals anymore because you're not quite heard
so here you are, you utter words out your mind
you spill it out because that's the way you've been aligned
like a talented wordsmith who's inclined
that's something to be thankful for even when your mood's declined
but still, it's like an intoxicating feeling of depression
an infection clamoring inside like an agony's infestation
you wish there were answers for all these questions undone
but you can't do anything, except to words...you run.