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After The Beep     Officially Discombobulated©
The text running across my forehead....

Monday, August 30, 2004

beeeeep!

Absence

Absence.
I feel it in me.
The lack of it.

I used to have it.
I thought I did.
I felt it.
Sometimes I still do
When it doesn't hurt.

But now I don't know.
Was it ever real?
Did I imagine I saw it?
Did I imagine I felt it?

Now I wonder.
Was there ever any chance?
Is there still hope now?

Is it gone?

click

message left by Fool at 21:14

4 Comments:

  • :(

    I don't know what to say. Usually optimism is my style... but that happy-go-lucky preaching does nothing to alter reality.

    Some days are better than others; when happiness strikes, all you want to do is share it, but that makes it hurt just that extra bit more. When you're down, you feel like you're being kicked. Sometimes, on the rare occasion when you're not focused solely on the longing, all you've got is a dull ache for what once was or could have been. Many times, though, that constant, grating ache builds up pressure and explodes into a sea of confusion and longing; it's pain in its most intense and cruelest form. It's impossible to deal with, but you find yourself dealing anyway. Somehow.

    No one can possibly understand, because this is your problem, and you're alone in your pain, and your situation is unique, and it's just not fair. You'd do anything, anything, to fix it, but... you can't do anything to fix it, and that's probably what hurts the most.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at Friday, March 17, 2006 8:53:00 pm 

  • I have said before that you are wise. I would just like to reiterate that.

    You are wise.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at Friday, March 17, 2006 8:54:00 pm 

  • Heh. Maybe not so much wise as unlucky. ;)

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at Friday, March 17, 2006 8:54:00 pm 

  • True... :) Wisdom born of experience, then... though not the sort of experience we'd rather have, eh?

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at Friday, March 17, 2006 8:54:00 pm 

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