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Into a dark space, falls the light of truth.
As one leaves, another enters with the vigor that the first, the second and the third lacked.
A
smile tosses and turns, before settling into a position that realizes
that life must go on. Through the withered leaves that collect at your
feet, above the clouds that hide the flashes of lightning that may
strike at any given time.
I would rather be lonely than sad.
Mountains
rise, rivers dip. I have learned that through it all, in my heart and
mind, I must learn to co-exist. I don't want to say something, or feel
something without the intention of knowing that is it something I will
fight for. I don't care to hustle, only to gain nothing that I can hold
beyond that which is tangible. I care to give, but expect little in
return-besides uncompromised respect.
A friend is all I need.
Someone who makes a promise that they can keep. Someone that can hold
my head up when it hangs from sorrow. Someone who wants to stay in
touch with humanity and the prosperity of soul. Someone who cares for
me.
I thought I knew them. I really thought I did.
I knew
nothing at all until I accepted the truth. The battle does not always
end in glorious victory. That does not equal defeat, but change.
