Snowflakes fell, small forgotten tumblers to the doom that awaits us all...
The road was dark and cold, ice dripped from rooftops and I sat waiting too. The end when it came took the form of a word, shot from a keyboard. I danced back, caught by surprise that you didn’t know I could be wounded. You were stunned by that power-- yours all along... I said,
"I surrender."
I sheilded myself as best I could but my heart was a bull’s eye--red. The darkness, when it came, was welcome release from caring; ignore me. I gave up on the future. Thought only of the past; how fleeting was the life lived. Only in dreams was I the woman I wished I was. Through my dreams, I lived.
Now I seek a reason to keep trying, though I fear I won’t find one...
"I surrender to the end which must inevitibly come... soon."
The End
Note: This entire blog entry was written in haiku.
Count the syllables if you don’t believe me.
P.S. I’m not quite as emo as I sound... Though I definitely have a tendency to care too much and take things entirely too personally.
(It’s a personal failure that I’m working on--give me some time, okay)?
I’m socially retarded, so I can be pretty obnoxious.
It’s part of my charm.
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