Fragments

today:

There was a storm this afternoon and as it was brewing the wind picked up, carrying a countless number of seeds and leaves along with it, those things you call 'Santa Claus's' and make a wish on. I watched them all float away and all I could think was, how beautifully fitting it seemed.

last week sometime:

Sit the fuck back down! You're just as oblivious as the rest of us. You're wasteing time and I have so much work to do and so little motivation to do it.

I had a dream that you just wouldnt let us die, so the walls around me started burning, you held your breath while I searched for some peace of mind. You just sat back down and started playing chess.

Just another moment suspended in time, accompanied by just another heart beat inside.

17th October:

A culmination of emotional supression into a manifestation of physical illness -

Mother says I could give myself cancer.

15th October:

Fragmented sunlight through scratched glass windows.

Delicate shadows of dancing leaves all in silouette.

An appreciation for the dust particles that float softly through the air, visible only when they cross paths with the sunlight.

A couldren of colour disappearing into the blue to caress the skin of another.

A familiar journey winding through broken ground, for the purpose of both business and pleasure.

To the grey skys with a reflection.

To the whithering tree's in an open field.

To the abandoned little habits we use to make our way home each day.

To those we join in our comfort and those who join us in the privacy of our thoughts.

The music that accompanies you so gracefully.

The headaches caused by tension you just can't pin point.

The wonder of how easily emotions scatter and progress in new directions through out the hours.

too many weeks ago to count:

We tell ourselves we're heartless because we havn't got the heart to live with it being broken. We keep ourselves safe and although it is the cowards way out, nobody ever said we had to be brave. You can risk everything in life to make yourself feel fullfilled; but risking your heart comes with greater consequences then any of us could forsee. To allow ones self to be so content, so enthralled, entrapped in another means to lose them will be earth shattering. And we will lose them, every single one of them. We all fall away.