I Have Come to Realize

Your strengths and your weaknesses are one in the same.

Tonight I Have Met My Equal

I am glad he is a kind man.
His response startled me, it was so unexpected.
He picked up on so much that little needed to be said,
especially in the time alloted.
I had never welcomed advice from anyone so readily
And everything about it was so appropriate.
I could easily say he changed my life for the better.
He is ideal.
Tonight I have met my equal.
And he wears glasses.

Love is a White Flag

To love someone is to surrender to them complete control over your body, mind, and soul.

A Pity

Chivalry is a thing of the past.
We are left with imitations.
None as grand as the genuine article.
And all to keep the peace.

I Dont Expect This to Make Sense To You

Domestication can do that to you, it takes you to a whole new world.
With a hungry wolf you know where they stand.
He'll tear you apart, fight to the death till one is left standing.
It's either you or him, and the animal in him tells him to choose himself, every time.
We hunt and kill the wolf for reasons that are obvious to us.

We say a dog is man's best friend.
Loyal, always happy to see you, full of endless love.
A dog does not, and cannot love you.
He merely sticks around because you're a better choice than the wild.
Take away their table scraps, warm bed, and tennis ball
and they'll show their true colors.

Why do we prefer the dog over the wolf?
Peculiar creatures we are, us humans.

To Conquer My Future...

Behind me is a door. Behind that door, a skeleton. He has been dead for some time now, and with him all his secrets. Oh how I wish to be that skeleton.

In Times Of Need

A creature born from helplessness thrives on lemons.

The Saddest Thing I Have Ever Known

I cry myself to sleep at night dreaming about it. My train has already passed, long ago. I have long run my legs off chasing after it, trying to board. Trailing in its path, choking on its dust, at times getting so close, I could almost have grasped the rail, and been whisked away. I could have joined the relieved faces who stared back from the windows, their expressions; some mocking, some full of pity. So bad did I want to join them, but I was too weak, I could not do it alone, without the guidance of those who bear thee. I have long given up the chase, fallen to my knees, and cried out in pain. I clawed at the dirt in agony and misery, frustration had taken over. The anger had grown hotter, the pain more mindsplitting. Isolated and alone, there was no one to relieve the sorrow. It raged on, the tears shed one after the other, fallen to the ground, forming a puddle after time, so long it seemed it would never end. I reached a climax, many times before. After a while it seemed pointless, no one could hear my cries, no one could help. I grew accustomed to my echoes. The headaches became unnoticeable. The tears were soon welcomed. I was fond of abandonment. I could not bear to leave it behind, no matter how unbearable it seemed, I clung on to it like a stray to a rotting piece of flesh. Without it I would have had no substance, no character, nothing. Something holds me back, keeps my teeth clenched. I fear the unknown. I had no intentions of boarding the next train. This, is the saddest thing that I have ever known.

Conundrum

The life line falls short. Every time. Is this a delusion conjoured by our own mixed minds, controlled by stubborness born and inbred from day one? Has the sick mind twisted, or been twisted by the events of our lives.