(July 25, 2016 at 11:19 pm)Losty Wrote:(July 25, 2016 at 11:16 pm)Excited Penguin Wrote: I'm not good at following directions. I'm better at giving them.
If you don't like who I am, that's too bad, I don't like who you are either, you don't see me complaining about it.
Is it really my fault? Can you honestly say you're in perfect control of your life, your thoughts, your experience of reality?
Am I chasing the impossible? Of course I am. Should that stop me in my tracks? It already has.
I'm in the middle of the road, watching other cars go by, hoping for a pick-up that never drops by.
I've been waiting here forever. The sun never sets. The silence never ends.
Memories, mere clouds in the reflection of clear water... Drawing me in with their ephemeral stillness.
Why does it never stop?
What is there, lying in the darkness?
Nothing is, nothing ever was.
Ooooh poetic, and emotional. I really love this. Write more of this, yes, yessss you should
Editing is key. The first part led to the second one, but it didn't make the cut in the end.