Im walking. Its dark. The trees stare at me in shame. I see only a small whole in which I assume is to swallow my eyes. I reach out. No hand grasps my soul. No pain falls over me. What is this? No fairness rises from this. I do not visit often but I seek reason. Let me be suffocated in my own self-consumed life. Let me arise from this cleansing better than the fairy princess that entered. I cant stand her eyes of guilt. I cant breathe her air a moment more. Wolves take your howls to my ears. I hear you crawling just take me into a better state of mind. I cant live with my way of life any longer. Let change take hold of me and shake me into submission.
March 10, 2009