imagine going through life feeling like an outsider. imagine being surround by people you know, family and friends, and feeling like you don't belong. i can't imagine it is an easy thing to imagine. but it is my life. constantly surrounded by those i love, those who love me and i feel like i am a separate entity, as though i have nothing to add or offer that they could possible want. it is a sad life. it is lonely life.
i don't feel invisible, though at times i wish i were. i feel like i'm in a glass box, separate yet apart. i wish i knew how to break out of the box. i know it is one of my own creation. it would be nice to feel as though i were a part of something, as though i belonged. in my head, somewhere deep down, i know that i do belong. i just don't feel as though i do.
this letting of words is my treatment...my salvation. it pulls all the toxins from my mind, body, and soul.
My newest adventure is underway. It has lead me to take up residency in a new blog, Like the Feathers of an Arrow (affectionately known as LFA). ...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet), but postings here will be limited. |
Friday, March 12, 2010
0 thoughts
I have lots of thoughts that run around in my head. Some completely random and a bit insane. I try not to let them fester too long. To help I invent small worlds that help me to escape. I run these stories through my head when I have down time...when real thinking is not a necessity...when time sets in for my irrational thoughts to take flight. These stories help to keep me grounded and yet feed off of those issues I bury deep.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
0 not sure
to think I thought I had nothing to say
to think I thought I had no opinion
to think I thought I had little to share
the truth is I have a lot say
the truth is I have much to declare
the truth is I have loads to share
I am just not sure there is anything worth hearing
I am just not sure there is anyone who cares to listen
I am just not sure
to think I thought I had no opinion
to think I thought I had little to share
the truth is I have a lot say
the truth is I have much to declare
the truth is I have loads to share
I am just not sure there is anything worth hearing
I am just not sure there is anyone who cares to listen
I am just not sure
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