| But I know I'll see you once more |
[Mar. 14th, 2005|03:18 pm] |
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As I rode through the night dreary and bleak
Such a fork did I come upon
And while the demons danced in moonlight
I stopped and wondered to myself
Were the voices right, was it too late?
"Nay," I said aloud. "Nay."
Thus leaving self righteousness behind
On the path to humanity
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There are times in our lives when we look at ourselves--what we were, how far we've come, and what we've become. I can only suppose most find it shocking. Some good, some bad. However, the balance is how we measure ourselves.
I see in myself all the good things I remember. In these trying times of late, I've been drained to the point where I no longer feel the need to share myself with others. I've been afraid for quite some time that this was fueled by some rather unsavory feelings, emotions, and attitudes. More recently, however, I've come to think that it's nothing but fear and shame.
Now I must turn to myself for some answers. Inwardness is my only hope. Whether what I am is at the core of my being, or a side effect of a lingering unhappy situation...time shall tell.
For now, go away. |
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