it seems i get on here when i'm all worn out....
and now i'm quoting the most random of authors for me
"Time takes it all. Whether you want it to or not, time takes it all away, time bares it away. And in the end, there is only darkness. Sometimes we find others in that darkness, and sometimes we lose them there again."
lately i keep running into roads
i read about them
i think about them
i dream about them
and i know that in the end there isn't darkness
but sometimes it feels as such
and this red umbrella isn't protecting me from anything.....
you know that saying,
there is nothing to fear but fear itself
i want to pack the past up tight. bury it.
but my little hands aren't capable
not even 3 pairs of them.
so can't we just kick up out feet
throw back our heads in the grass
lay side by side
and walk this journey together?
why is it that people have to leave?