Solstice_Gray
Adorable Pussycat
Registered: Feb 2003
Location: Where I am, when I want to be.
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Something from a noob.
Falling
I cry as I dream, knowing it will die. Incapable of living in the moment I look to tomorrow and see what I must do. Writing now, knowing that I am squandering time precious as of now. Dreaming now, hating for dreaming, dreaming for all, for naught. Dreaming for me, dreaming for the unknown. Dancing for me, moving for me. Spinning notes into flesh for me. Folding chords into pas du chats pour moi. Tearing life out by the roots and tossing it dans la poubelle for you. Screaming now for you and me. Seeing now for me, for the first time. Seeing the meaning of time, the meaning of rhyme. Seeing the meaning of me, the meaning of you. Seeing the meanings of all. Seeing the meaning of insomnia. Seeing the meanings of release. Breathing for the first time. Drinking the wine of life for the first time. Drinking the beer for the last. Finding the Vodka and Scotch for later use. Seeing the meaning of drinking the life. Seeing the meaning of not. Seeing and believing for the last. Falling for things naught, falling for things vrai. Falling for things fallen for. Falling for me. Falling for you. Falling to fall, for the simple joy once thought to be a waist. Falling into the arms of time, joy, love and fur. Falling into the warm softness and beating heart of a simple yet oh so complex thing so small and easily killed yet so strong. Falling into my friend. Falling into the one whose fur has been soaked with the tears of many years. Falling into peace. Falling into hope. Falling into all that I have written. Falling into all. Falling for the simple pleasures of life knowing that it is the simple things that make things so grand.
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