Time just flies by doesn't it?
Sometimes anyway.
Sometimes, it just refuses to move.
And you find yourself stuck in one single moment for all eternity...
I was reading through some of my posts from a lifetime ago when I found this.
So much has changed
And so much remains the same...
I don't know which bothers me more.
A rainless part of twelve. Cold doesn’t seem the same anymore. And now, again I stand where I once stood.
The same, but just so different.
A few more days. Then it would have been a year. Ravens shriek and robins sing. And I miss the fire of the stars. 66. Should have got further.
The name’s Bond. James Bond. And then we all fall down.
To the end of the bottomless pit.
How many special people change?
Do they remain the same people? Are they still special?
If so, then why were there never any phone calls?
Why couldn’t there be any conversation?
“Yes darling, everything’s fine. I’m ok. How have you been?”
Senseless. Pointless.
“No, I’m not sleepy. It’s the drugs.”
Hurtful. True.
Click. Light. Drag.
Over and over.
Till everything is on the other side of the haze.
And if you concentrate hard enough, the voices stay there too. So you listen to none except the ones in your head.
“No. It’s not coz I was avoiding you.”
Lies.
Mine.
Songs that sing themselves.
Why have you forsaken me?
God doesn’t forsake any of his children.
And then darkness claims the fire. And she dances away happily into the cold.
And I know these voices in my head are mine alone.
“Don’t isolate yourself.”
I’m not. I’m jus isolating everyone else.
And they all fall down.
I just go higher. And higher.
What goes up has got to fall.
Original post - 27th January 2008.
