okay so yesterday i was in a big writing mood...
and all i did really was babble.
but here is what i wrote, it doesn't make too much sence...
more of a collection of words more than anything.
ow please if you may, tell me the truth.
when you rest your head at night, before you close your eyes;
do you think of the times that have past, or the times to come?
and tell me dear friend, is any of this of my doing?
for beyond the grave of thought i lay as it is,
deeply mesmerized by the many thoughts casually overtaking my mind;
that like of some insanity streak, they fluidly force themselves through hence bringing forth more unintelligible questions, with understandable answers.
but that is beyond the point of return...
and is of no importance to me right now. what i am merely trying to say is, or just asking really:
do tell me when your wanting me to depart.
for i would not like to force upon you some gravitating pain.
JakBaronKing
My English Teacher in College once told me that some of the greatest writers practice what he likes to call "Intellectual Masturbation"
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D:
LOL - Yeah...so don't worry about what you write...just write. It does so much for the human spirit and mind.
Reading this...I'd say it you still have some feelings of sadness left in you. But at the same time...understanding that though you want to feel responsible about the situation, you know that it couldn't have been avoided. And that you're slowing entering a stage of acceptance and understanding. Which in the end...results in contentment and happiness.
sherockachild22
hahaha, D:
but yeah, i like just writing... kinda interesting.
hm, i guess so. (:
thanks.